Amy Connor

I look back on my life thus far and I am not quite sure when the need to create art began.  Like most of us, creating has been something that has brought me joy as far back as my earliest memories.  The moments that have engrained artistic creation into my life are not so much the early foundations as the moments where life has created distractions from working.  It has been these moments of rediscovery that have made painting as vital as breathing, and with each step I discover more about why I create.

After college at University of Florida, I continued to show at many galleries in South Florida.  Moving four years later to Frederick, Maryland, I found new inspiration in the mountains that were so similar to those I remember as a child.  The first years were full of momentum in Frederick, painting religiously and exhibiting in any venue I could get my hands on.  After deciding to change paths and manage a local store and gallery, painting slowly became less of a priority and more of what we all dread our work will become,  a hobby.  In March of 2009, I was given a chance to regain my artistic drive.  I was diagnosed with an illness that although highly treatable, had put my heart at risk and left me very sick.  There is nothing like removing a depression causing tumor to renew your zest for life.  The past year has been full of creation, and I hope you enjoy these new works as much as I have enjoyed creating them.