It feels SOOOO good to be back on my path, settling in to work again. After spending 8 years in the south of France, in the lovely village of Vence, I’m back in the desert where I grew up. The beauty of both places is awe-inspiring. To look out at grand vistas, the beauty of the hills and mountains and desert is a blessing and my inspiration.
Going from the lush hills of France to the sometimes stark desert in California is a visual and emotional shift. The desert is in my blood. Living under Mt. San Jacinto has always felt magnificent. I notice that I’m always attracted to places where there are mountains or hills adjacent to flat terrain. My hometown of Palm Springs, my adopted village of Vence and maybe one-day, the high desert of Taos. Childhood experience runs deep.