In 2020, my studio became the only place I could escape the stress of the pandemic. I’d paint joy for hours, often beach cottages and sweeping ocean views. I’d forget about the troubled world outside my door. Then came the George Floyd murder in late May. My emotional response drew me back to my studio…

I love to paint roads. For me, they are metaphors for broader aspects of our lives. What’s ahead? What will we find around the corner? Where does this lead? These are questions we all face in life, particularly now in the pandemic. They are also the ponderings people ask about when viewing my minimalist road…