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Essential Inspiration

Art that speaks to the you within

Watercolor painting of pink horizon with blue above and below

Look and reflect. Engage.

Art gives the soul a tangible way to express itself. Gaze at a painting, and you'll find it opens the door to your inner self…as you look, its essence makes its way inside you.

Stay with it a while…reflect…let it engage your heart and illumine your soul.

Recent Work

Watercolor painting of orange horizon
Mixed media painting of a woman with pink head, pearl earrings, and multicolored hair
Painting of yellow circle in dark blue sky

Paintings

Watercolor painting of woman with blue hair
Watercolor portrait of woman with white eye sockets and black hat
Watercolor painting of silver crescent Moon and yellow Sun
Watercolor portrait of Man In Green Suit
Watercolor painting of mysterious mountain in blues with orange background
Watercolor painting of deep blue heart with pink and white center
Watercolor painting of Pisces the fish symbol
Portrait of woman, half live, half skeleton
Watercolor portrait of Abraham Lincoln
Watercolor painting of a black cord with pink background

Mixed Media

Mixed media collage of a mountain made from words and thread
Photograph of white magnolia, backlit
Mixed media X ray painting
Oil painting of full Moon rising over dark blue Lake Michigan in Chicago

The Mystery

No matter what it seems to be about, art is filled with mystery.

Art communicates in the symbolic language of the soul, as color, composition, and content combine to express meaning. Works of art carry the spirit of their makers, an essence that draws us back, again and again…

Like the ancient alchemists, artists work with tools on the material plane to create something to lift us beyond the material. Art inspires us…and changes us…as it works on every plane of our being.

—Anne Nordhaus-Bike

See Through My Eyes

I want to show you what intrigues me, help you see through my eyes and hear the echoes of my soul within your own.


November Sky Through Trees


Branches iron lace…
Last leaves linger.
Sky ten thousand grays.
—Anne Nordhaus-Bike