Meet Della

There's a stretch of about twenty minutes, just after the sun drops behind the Catalinas, when the whole desert changes, and then goes quiet. It's a little different every day, and it happens so fast it's easy to miss. But if you've ever stopped for it — really stopped — you already understand what I'm trying to do.

I paint the light of the Sonoran Desert, preserving moments of beauty, peace, and joy so they can be felt again and again.

That light lasts only minutes. But in a painting, the glow behind a saguaro or the purple settling over the mountains becomes something you can keep — in a bedroom, an office, on an ordinary afternoon, returning to that feeling every time you need to. 

I work from what I actually see, in the place where I live. These aren't scenes I imagined; they're the view outside my front door. This is the desert I live in, the desert I'm raising my children in, the desert I love.

If a piece does its job, it doesn't just show you the desert. It brings you into the stillness. It slows your breath. It quiets your heart.