Life Support gallery

Art has helped me cope with depression, deal with triggers, and express gratitude for my recovery. Without it, I'm unsure whether I'd ever have gotten out of the deep darkness I was living in. But then, I'm lucky, there are so many who just do not make it out alive. This last September, my nephew Gordon Torchia, was found with his heart stopped from an overdose, alone, on a Vancouver street. I started painting to remember him, then to stay sober, and then to move through the stages of grief.


In only four months, I've painted well over 30 paintings, some large, some tiny, but all of them are an honouring. Not just of my nephew, but of life, courage, compassion, love. And pain, yes pain too. All these things I know he'd be happy to have expressed in his name.