I am an artist and a cook, and every time I prepare an heirloom tomato salad, roast golden beets, or slice into a head of radicchio I find the patterns, colors and textures arresting. My work with food has compelled me to integrate it into my imagery; food inspires art and vice versa. A food writer reviewed a restaurant where I had been commissioned to create a 136 foot mural, and referred to my palette as a “crayon box of color,” I didn’t know if this was a slap or a kiss, but I happily accepted the commentary; that is exactly the way I approach my work: with an array of color, as it create...

I am an artist and a cook, and every time I prepare an heirloom tomato salad, roast golden beets, or slice into a head of radicchio I find the patterns, colors and textures arresting. My work with food has compelled me to integrate it into my imagery; food inspires art and vice versa. A food writer reviewed a restaurant where I had been commissioned to create a 136 foot mural, and referred to my palette as a “crayon box of color,” I didn’t know if this was a slap or a kiss, but I happily accepted the commentary; that is exactly the way I approach my work: with an array of color, as it creates the exuberant imagery that I respond to and find joyful.