Reflections on painting

If it's true that the purpose of art is to provide what reality does not, then I choose more . . . more color, more flowers, sunshine and paint, more kissing in the moonlight! Things that inspire me are ordinary things, maybe weathered or over-grown, juxtaposed in a silly way, an invitation to slow down, to breathe in. The un-assuming cottage architecture of Hawaii offers the perfect stage on which these quirky tableaux can be honored, glorified as slices of time remembered in the romance of an endless summer. Of course, there is always the short answer: I just paint things I like!