Beeman goes into a deeper psychological examination of what it is we can't leave behind no matter how hard we try; what is actually underneath that desire to mask reality.
Life may look idyllic, undisturbed, and perhaps even perfect in both nature and in the homes, but look at each character's face and there is a sense of something foreboding or that we are intruding.
Beeman paints the intrusion of her own memories, as if as the director of her craft she is somehow making things unstable for her actors, portraying enigmatic characters in a turbulent world cocooned in perfection.
Beeman is a director of time, painting with an awareness of something overwhelming in the world that needs to be erased from the fantasy of her painted realm, creating an evolving utopia in her art.
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