Oil on canvas, 12” x 12”

This painting is of Red Mountain Park in Mesa, Arizona…a place that quietly helped me through a major turning point in my life. After the end of a tumultuous six-year relationship, I walked this park 2–3 times a day with my three dogs, circling the large lake at its center, lap after lap after lap. That loop became my ritual, my therapy, and eventually, my bridge to something new.

It was here that I brought my current husband when we first met. He walked it with me as he quit smoking. We got to know each other on that path, walking through our own changes. This park saw the end of one life and the beginning of another.

This painting captures one of those walks—a blue, moody sky mirrored in the water. A moment of stillness in the middle of motion. I live in New York now, but Red Mountain Park still holds a piece of my heart. It always will.