
Happy anticipation awaited a young girl on a painted horse in the free-roaming hills where I grew up… where adventure was in the familiar, and in the daring — completely worth spurning the rules of sewing and piano lessons my mother insisted upon. Oh, how those sewing skills made up for lost time later in my life! The piano lessons — not so much. Later, I became smitten with photography when my Grandmother would let me borrow her Kodak box-style camera. I loved seeing the world through a photographic lens. I still do. And in those picture-perfect, childhood days, there grew an insistent seedling within that would patiently abide, and lead me to discover the Art I was born to live.


“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold the new has come.” 2 Cor 5:17
Mercy, what a gift. Oh Yes. And Amen.
Leslie McNeil, native Montanan, grew up in the sagebrush cattle country of Central Montana, and the windy prairies and wheat fields near the Sweetgrass Hills of Northern Montana. She majored in business and art education at college. She pursued excellence in a legal career with the Federal Court for twenty eight years. Now retired, Leslie enjoys teaching, working and living art full time, with her husband Brian. They also enjoy having time with their five children, grandchildren, and two very active, fun-loving collie dogs.