I painted “A Flock of Her Own” as a quiet walk forward, placing myself behind the woman as she moves steadily toward the church, accompanied not by people but by geese that seem to have chosen her as their own. The path becomes a metaphor for independence—she walks alone, yet never isolated, carrying purpose without spectacle. The geese mirror her resolve, forming an unconventional fellowship that suggests belonging doesn’t require permission or tradition. In this painting, the story is about self-possession: faith found in movement, companionship found on one’s own terms.
I painted “A Flock of Her Own” as a quiet walk forward, placing myself behind the woman as she moves steadily toward the church, accompanied not by people but by geese that seem to have chosen her as their own. The path becomes a metaphor for independence—she walks alone, yet never isolated, carrying purpose without spectacle. The geese mirror her resolve, forming an unconventional fellowship that suggests belonging doesn’t require permission or tradition. In this painting, the story is about self-possession: faith found in movement, companionship found on one’s own terms.