Sanctuary is defined as a safe haven, a sacred place of refuge. Our families, homes, country, the beliefs we hold, who we are, memories… each of these sanctuaries can be so fragile; subject to change in the flickering light of each new day. And because of this fragility we hold them close, sometimes far beyond when the time comes to let them go. In these paintings I began to explore the containers that held my beliefs, my safe havens and found that many were tarnished, worn or even broken. Shapes emerged from the shadows. Vessels, jars and vases reference ancestral patterns and the fragile transitory nature of life. Can I find that island of safety within myself and refuse to locate it in the desires and ideas that hang like a disturbance in the air around me? It is my hope that the viewer will find that the images strike a chord deep within themselves, bringing up feelings for which they may have no words.