Samantha was born in 1977 in Cape Town, South Africa. Her child like fascination with nature started from a young age with her mother consistently pointing out their surroundings. An unusually vibrant green field which her mother would suddenly declare' that's my green field!' As if she then, had claim to it, to claiming the majestic mountains and every grazing horse under the sun. Whoever was quicker would eventually own the planet :)
Samantha spent her summers with her grandparents who lived up the wild Coast of Natal. Being an only child she spent most of her time outdoors in nature going for long afternoon walks with her grandmother and spending mornings on the beach collecting shells,that she would later make mosaics with that resembled ships and ocean creatures.
After she finished high school she met her husband who's heart and passion was music. Not long after they were married, He got signed to a record label in Nashville, where they now reside. With the craziness of life on the road traveling across the US, scarcely did she have the desire or time to paint, until a burst of creative energy while she was pregnant with her first child and somewhat settled down in one place. She painted a handful of paintings but it was short lived.
Over the years she consistently had the feeling that she needed to be faithful with that small thing she was given which she was frequently drawn to... painting. It seemed as if there was never enough time or always an excuse to put it off just one more day,week,month until years literally flew by.
Not without the feeling though that she was supposed to be doing more then just existing. But the resistance to find anything else to occupy herself and to take her mind off what she knew in her heart she really was supposed to be doing was stronger. So she resisted.
At the end of 2010 Samantha made a resolution , it was time and the burden had become to great, so she made a commitment to paint one painting a month. Her husband joined her in committing to write a song a month, something he hadn't done consistently too. They kept each other accountable.
There is truth in the saying 'Do not despise the day of small beginnings' with a trusting heart her passion would grow as she was obedient when she started to paint anything from flowers to horses and eventually people. To her delight over the months of that first year something shifted,she found what once was a laborious sometimes painful process with little enjoyment but the end result, started to become something she looked forward to and even longed to do. Each painting seemed to spark more creativity and ideas began to flow. She found that people who saw her works were being encouraged and blessed and given hope.
Every painting reflects some aspect of love, compassion,peace, joy and hope. Which have become a signature of her paintings. To create theses pieces of art, have become her life's passion.
But maybe even more so then that is her desire to help people stir into flame the gift that may be dormant for so long into something that would be fulfilling and life giving, giving purpose to their lives as it did for her and her husband. When they made a decision to be creative and consistent in it, it eventually blossomed and grew into something beautiful and fruitful.
To quote one of her favorite books, instrumental in shaping her resolve is 'The War of Art' by Steven Pressfield. 'The most important thing about art is to work. Nothing else matters except sitting down everyday and trying'
'Are you a born writer? Were you put on earth to be a painter,a scientist, an apostle of piece? In the end the question can only be answered By action. Do it or don't do it. It may help to think of it this way. If you were meant to cure cancer or write a symphony or crack cold fusion and you don't do it, you not only hurt yourself,even destroy yourself. You hurt your children. You hurt the planet. Creative work is not a selfish act or a bid for attention on the part of the actor. It is a gift to the world and every being in it. Don't cheat us of your contribution. Give us what you've got.'
- The War of Art by Steven Pressfield