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The little farmhouse in Pennsylvania where I grew up was always alive with singing, laughter
and a love of the arts. My father, a voice instructor, introduced us to the steady flow of
eccentric, larger-than-life characters found in his greatest passion – the dramatic world of the
Italian opera. Aida’s rich theme always seemed to be playing in the background as I went in
search of a reality I could call my own, escaping into the quiet roar of the singing crickets and
song of the meadowlark. I could lose myself in the turquoise twilight magic of a summer
evening or breath of sweet fields of winter wheat beneath the rising sliver of a moon. I found
my true love and years later found myself longing for the beautiful fields of my childhood,
where everything was the way it should be. My passion springs forth through the beauty of the
fertile earth, which has always been my real teacher.
I began painting full time in 1982, doing my time as a starving artist while raising my young
son. I was happy to trade this tragic cliché for the happy success of sell-out gallery shows and
award banquets. In 1991, I married maritime artist David Thimgan, and we thrived together.
On one late summer afternoon escape, traveling to the Mendocino coast, I discovered the
California wine country. I was so happy to have found a place in California that reminded me
of my long lost fields of Pennsylvania. I painted my first vineyard scene in 1996 and, as time
passed, this interest has taken me to the countryside of Tuscany, where I feel I probably lived
in a former lifetime. My Italian opera theme song has never left my heart, and somehow life
seems to have come full circle, to connect, again, the passions of my life.
and a love of the arts. My father, a voice instructor, introduced us to the steady flow of
eccentric, larger-than-life characters found in his greatest passion – the dramatic world of the
Italian opera. Aida’s rich theme always seemed to be playing in the background as I went in
search of a reality I could call my own, escaping into the quiet roar of the singing crickets and
song of the meadowlark. I could lose myself in the turquoise twilight magic of a summer
evening or breath of sweet fields of winter wheat beneath the rising sliver of a moon. I found
my true love and years later found myself longing for the beautiful fields of my childhood,
where everything was the way it should be. My passion springs forth through the beauty of the
fertile earth, which has always been my real teacher.
I began painting full time in 1982, doing my time as a starving artist while raising my young
son. I was happy to trade this tragic cliché for the happy success of sell-out gallery shows and
award banquets. In 1991, I married maritime artist David Thimgan, and we thrived together.
On one late summer afternoon escape, traveling to the Mendocino coast, I discovered the
California wine country. I was so happy to have found a place in California that reminded me
of my long lost fields of Pennsylvania. I painted my first vineyard scene in 1996 and, as time
passed, this interest has taken me to the countryside of Tuscany, where I feel I probably lived
in a former lifetime. My Italian opera theme song has never left my heart, and somehow life
seems to have come full circle, to connect, again, the passions of my life.
June Carey
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