
Three years ago I had a show during the Taos Spring Arts Festival. It was my first in over twenty years, painting having taken a back seat to my writing at that point. This piece was born out of my transition into menopause - a time when most women are called to look at the shadow, a Jungian term that perfectly describes that passage from one aspect of womanhood into another. Like the moon, we are complex and changing beings and I was compelled to explore the change creatively; to process and understand who I had been and who I was becoming. Prior to painting this piece, I had spent several months in Malibu, California, finishing up a novel I have yet to publish. During those balmy summer days, on my trips to the grocery store etc.,I was struck by how many women my age were in denial about these changes, and kept themselves in a state of suspended adolescence with silicone, botox and other alien substances. I am blessed with good genes and an athletic predisposition, which has enabled me to stay in good shape my entire life, even after birthing three kids. Vigilant skin care has kept mine looking pretty good, but that aside, I have always been repelled by the idea of interfering with Nature's course. My mother, a beautiful and very stylish woman, died at 47, and aging was a huge issue for her. Because she passed away before going through menopause, I had no model to go by Essentially I was walking an unknown path. This painting explores that road. The Malibu Barbie doll syndrome, my mother (a natural blonde beauty of the type celebrated during her time) and the Victorian undercurrents that influenced her life and consequently, my own upbringing. I called it The Deep End. I did not sell the original, intending to leave it, eventually, to my oldest daughter, who has two daughters of her own. My youngest daughter, was the model. Instead I had a limited edition of giclee' prints made of this piece, and one other, which I have sold and have for sale in my Etsy shop.