An honest student of the subtleties of light, Kay paints the sort of beauty and visual commentary that is seen by a quiet eye. In face of the wordless enormity of landscapes, her aim is to interpret that which makes it beautiful, in less noticeable ways than iconic structure. She endeavors to tell the story not of the mountain, but of the air above 6,000 feet; not of a river, but the rare, fresh mossy fragrance of a spring creek when trout begin to rise, and not of the elephant, but the bright respite from heat that is morning's gift to his walk.
In her mind, the greatest grace of the human experience is to recognize the splendid subtleties of such greater things. So, as the artist's eternal endeavor commands, she stands in their midst and endeavors with brushes and oils
... to share them.