ON CANVAS: Fat flowers lean shyly into one another, giddy with connection. Fevered skies swell above landscapes stripped of memory. Last blossoms bend with the reluctance of autumn, and mornings emerge with the coolness of a sigh ... of waiting.

Playful or pensive, Laura's sense of motion is intoxicating. Questions fall and shine like teardrops. Fragile with hope, light rises like a promise. You want to follow it ... somewhere turbulent and lyrical, elegant with chaos. It's somewhere you know, but have never seen before. Delicate traceries point the way. Exuberant, sensual, and often surprising, Laura's images are known and prized for their irresistible energy. (written by Lisa Leighton)


BIOGRAPHY

"I feel like I've finally found my place, and it's here on the canvas. Here
I soar."

A fourth generation Victorian, Laura's roots run deep on Vancouver Island,
British Columbia. She started showing her paintings about nine years ago,
and in 2001, her successful design company gave way to her full-time art
career. 2006 was an incredible year for Laura, with a run of successful
shows and critical acclaim.

"The work keeps getting deeper, more honest. I continue to work on a piece
until I feel it breathe on its own."

Laura's paintings speak to an inner voice often ignored. Each one of her
paintings requires contemplation and offers discovery.


STATEMENT

Fueled by good coffee and the music of Jack Johnson, Ben Harper and Patty Griffin, my mornings are spent in my 8 x 12ft studio. When people ask me for a tour of my studio, I have to laugh... it's small but I couldn't ask for more. There's paint on the walls, the ceiling, on the curtains and rug, and
I love that no one has asked me to clean it up. Music loud, I can't help but
wiggle a bit and I think that movement finds its way into the paintings ... I
can see it in the strokes. I trust the mistakes and feel that a successful
painting is one that conveys my emotion.

A lot of my work has a 'big sky' feel to it. While creating these, I am
generally aware of a lost connection between people. We live in a world
where cell phones and blackberries are often getting more affection than our
family and friends. I fear that a loss of intimacy and connection is
growing. The splatters of paint represent people or souls, rising from the
ground up into the horizon ... open and searching, connecting, together. The
black represents the chaos of daily life, and the brightness represents
hope, calm, and the inner peace I feel when I stop... like when I watch my
husband and daughter beachcombing together and for that moment, there's
nothing else in the whole world.