Women over 60: Blue Fear

Sometimes ya just gotta stare it in the face

Blue Fear was born out of the fear of being unseen. I found myself yet again painting a sterile landscape—one of countless depictions of the Blue Ridge Mountains—and in that repetition, the fear grew sharper: that my voice, my vision, would vanish into the crowd.

So I broke the pattern. From beneath the background swirls of earth and sky, this creature e…