I took a picture of Dylan, as a child, looking out the window of his Grandmother’s house. I painted it because I always thought the photo just looked like a painting. Dylan by the Window

When my children were young, I used to look out the window every morning and I would always see the empty baby bottles. I decided to paint what I saw. Mother’s Morning

This was painted from a picture that was taken in Morocco by a friend who thought it might have been part of a religious ceremony. The reflections of the people in the water were very cool to paint. The Crossing

This was painted from a picture a friend took of a marketplace in Morocco. I found the contrast interesting between the old and the new, and also the light streaming through the top of the picture was challenging to paint.Rissani Market

This is a scene I drove by so many times until one day I took a picture and eventually painted it. Thank God I took the picture when the sun was playing with all the different textures.Reflections of New Rochelle

This was a painting I did for my dear Father-in-law as a birthday present. It was painted from a picture of my twin sister’s family on vacation.Painting for Dad

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