paintings works on paper sculpture
At 5 I spent the winter on an army base in tropical Panama with my grandparents. Buddhist monks, coy ponds, the ocean and wild animals still show up in my paintings.
At 6 my principal had an artist come to school, Brown Academy in Washington DC, to give she and I private watercolor lessons. My first workshop. It's also when I became a museum hound. Mother took us to the Smithsonian every weekend. Borrowing the family Brownie camera, I started creating stories with paintings and photos on the back of long rolls of teletype paper from the National Airport weather machine while pretending I could also write. Nothing has changed. Land and wildlife conservation, comparative culture and history. I'm doing what I've done all my life. Painting and exploring the world never let me go. More, better, faster. -lr