My current paintings are predominantly inspired what is around me- Somerville. But "inspired" sounds too high minded for where they come from. My paintings really start with anxieties I have as I walk around my neighborhood every day. I wonder if I like the changes I've seen, what came before and what my neighborhood will be come. I wonder if I belong in a city, and if I can continue to afford it, will I loose my apartment? Is there another place I would rather be? Somewhere else that I could thrive more? Am I too scared to make changes for myself? And is anything wonderful around me now doomed to fade away or be replaced by condos?