I'm a Colorado native, born amidst mountains and wild skies, where the weather shifts faster than moods. It’s probably no surprise that my art mirrors that chaotic, yet breathtaking, nature. I paint florals—bold, colorful, unapologetically alive—that represent how nature bounces back after a storm. Because, honestly, who doesn’t love a good comeback story?

These flowers? They're not delicate, they're fierce. They’ve weathered winds, storms, and the occasional self-doubt (just like me). But they bloom anyway. That’s the energy I channel in my work, and maybe, in life too. I’m obsessed with healing—digging deep into myself, turning over every stone to find out who I am and what it means to believe I’m enough, even when that inner voice tries to convince me otherwise.

My art isn’t just about beauty—it’s a declaration. It says, “I’m still standing,” with a wink and a little sass. Because, at the end of the day, life’s storms will come. But me? I’ll paint through every damn one of them.