One of my first memories is watching the play of light and shadows on the wall by my bed. The tree branches dancing in the changing colors of the wall provided what seemed like hours of entertainment. To this day I try to capture that fleeting glimpse into a world known yet wondrous and magical. It is this happy strife that keeps me coming back, painting after painting.
I have been fortunate to learn from some very good teachers. My art education started when my family took me to museums and galleries in Buenos Aires as a child. Later, while living in Rio de Janeiro, I was exposed to modern and vibrant art everywhere I turned. The city itself is a heady experience for anyone who appreciates beauty. My formal art education began at Skidmore College, in Saratoga Springs, New York. I received a Bachelor of Science in Studio Art. I continued with some Master level classes at Syracuse University, and then moved to Caracas, Venezuela, where I had one-man shows and won awards for my paintings with enamels. At the time, I mostly concentrated on painting the human form.
South Florida has been my home now for over 23 years now, and it is truly a place for lovers of light. The vast expanse of sky offers an ever changing mosaic of shapes and colors. The clouds reflect in the canals, rivers, marshes and ocean, so that no two days look the same, even when painting in the same location. Because the light is such a strong factor in Florida, even the roots of trees, the buds of flowers, the rocks along the coast give me the opportunity to see the commonplace in surprising ways. It has been in Florida that I began a love affair with landscape painting, especially on location. How to capture the beauty of the moment? How to convey appreciation for what is fragile and fleeting? In a sense, painting Plein Air is a conversation between the scene, the painter, and the viewer.