Haley Hughes was born in Paradise on the red planet of Mars. I don’t want to say too much because there is a rawness about her paint strokes and the wilderness of her interpretive imagination which do not require any explanation. I love her, what a talent. The semblance of textures, colors, the balance of rigid, the serene, the beautiful, the smooth, the barf. All intuition and sensitivity. Her figures and the mythical hybrid self portraits. What appeals most to me is the effortless freedom of her heart, she is not trying to be something, just doing, expressing. She hosts a blog, please see it.