When I was a little girl my grandparents moved to Red Hook, New York. It is possible that this was the humble beginning of my love affair with the Hudson River Valley. Like a Romantic painter – I was drawn to nature: waterfalls, animals, mountains and deep rocky crevices - though instead of exact detail I was a young Abstract Expressionist and Transcendentalist. I went deep into my love of nature and became mindful of myself and others - and it all started by talking to birds in my Nana Nuccio’s backyard.
Time and time again I’ve been drawn back to the Hudson River to be inspired, be quiet and connect with myself. Anytime I left the concrete jungle I found myself on a mountain or at the Hudson River’s edge. From sweet little Red Hook, to my alma mater New Paltz, to the river towns of Westchester, the monasteries of Putnam, the streets of Troy, NY and more, I have felt a desire within reach, and a constant feeling of contentment. My creativity expanded and my peace shined.