Who I Am
I’m a kombucha-brewing, chicken-raising, mom of two. And I couldn’t resent whatever picture just popped into your mind more.
The truth is, we’re all a kaleidoscope of things we’ve encountered, people we’ve loved, and experiences we’ve both embraced and endured.
I wasn’t even a painter, until I was.
I fell into photography in early adulthood—because of course I did. My mom’s an art teacher, I grew up in a creative household, and paintbrushes were basically within arm’s reach at all times. Still, painting? Never crossed my mind. Not once. Until it did.
“We’re kaleidoscopes of ideas, always rearranging and everchanging.”
– Britney
Years ago, my grandmother casually told me to put a Post-It on the back of a painting. She hated the idea that her children would fight over belongings when they passed. She and my grandfather had collected art from all over, and I wish I could say I loved it all, but…no. I loved one piece. Singular. It spoke to me.
When my husband and I bought our current house, before we even signed the papers, I looked at this asymmetrical, midcentury-esque fireplace and thought: That. That’s where the painting will go.
Only…it didn’t. Life, logistics, and who-knows-what happened, and that wall just sat there. Empty. For a year. So one day, I stopped waiting. I picked up a brush. And I painted something myself.
DECORATE WITH WHAT
BRINGS YOU JOY
Just like that—I found a whole new creative language.
I didn’t plan it. I didn’t train for it. I’d never even tried acrylics before. But something about the process clicked. Like, oh, this is mine now. It felt like something I’d been trying to say without knowing the words.
I like to say that painting with acrylics (and sometimes a few other bonus mediums) lets me create the kind of art I’ve always wanted to see.
It’s my hope you enjoy the work as much as I do!