I was pretty devastated that I lost the ability to paint the way I had been for the last 40 years. My artwork had always been photorealistic, starting with landscapes when I was 10 years old, and ending in portraits of pets & their people. Tho I could appreciate it, I was never really able to grasp abstract art.

It took about a year for me to even go to my studio. Not only mentally but physically. I did do some watercolor painting as therapy when I was at research studies for MUSC (Medical University of South Carolina) in Charleston, so I knew I could hold a brush somewhat. I just didn’t know how, or what, to paint.

Until the Stroke of Inspiration.

I had an idea. This was my first painting after The Stroke.