I think in pictures and understand my world better by using metaphors. The boundaries between the imaginary in stories, legends, supernatural occurrences, prayers, and the “real” world are totally fluid in my mind. I am one of the Graying Americans, a part of the rapidly growing elderly population in our country, a population inhabited in great part by surviving women. Growing old, I become the crone, the ancient storyteller. I join the overlooked, disregarded originators of fairy tale, the feminine source for Brothers Grimm, Hans Christian Anderson, and Mother Goose. I tell my stories in representative images, in metaphors. My paintings tell about social and personal concerns that preoccupy my mind throughout the day and keep me awake during long nights. In my painted narratives I do not strive to achieve correct academic  representation. Instead, I use the images to tell my stories authentically, the best I can.