Artistically  Speaking 

  I was raised in Brooklyn NY,  the energy  and diversity of the city fed my creative side . The smells of  island foods wafting through the air, the music  playing from the cabbies radios,  the woman speaking in polish as she swept the stairs on the stoop, embraced me on a daily basis.

   In the summer all the apartment windows would be open to fight the city heat. It was through these windows that  bits and pieces of my neighbors private lives  would come spilling out . Hearing the arguments between  Mr. and Mrs. Santiago, or the one sided  conversation of Lisa and her best friend  fed  my imagination and I wrote their stories. That begining is  how I write today, I imagine an apartment building with people waiting for me to tell their stories.

  Abstract  painting  soothes the savage beast. It is  the medium that  gets my characters talking.

 

  I write because I am compelled to do so and I paint because it brings me peace.