About the Artist...

In an effort to eliminate any elaborations or half truths, I have decided to write my own biography - in my own words.
 
 

I was born in the year 1957, in Buffalo, Wyoming. My name given at birth was Karen  Trebelcock. My upbringing was primarily on a ranch, where I was free to roam the hills and mountains, usually on horseback.

My first memories of drawing as a child, were with my mother. I guess she showed me how to stay within the lines in a coloring book. By the time I was in the third grade, my artistic talent was pointed out by my teacher, and thus began my career in art or sometimes I refer to it as my curse of talent.

In 1977 - 1979, I attended the Colorado Institute of Art in Denver, Colorado. I made Denver my home for the next fifteen years, where I freelanced commercial artwork, painted fine art and took other jobs to pay my unending rent. My times out from fine art were sometimes out of necessity, but at other times, they were blatant abandonments. But despite myself, my fine art has displayed in galleries from Wyoming down through New Mexico, in galleries such as... Royce Gallery, Denver Colorado, The Squash Blossom Gallery, Aspen, Colorado, The John Cogswell Gallery, Vail, Colorado, to name a few.

My signature on every piece changed somewhere in this time to Trebel (not Trebelcock). It was quicker and less noticeable. I have always felt that the signature should be as subtle as possible. It all came about one day when I walked into one of the galleries displaying my work, and I was observing how they had framed one of my pieces, when a salesperson came up to me and started to give me a sales pitch about the artist. She went on and on about this Karen Trebel and what wonderful work she does. It sounded so good the way she pronounced it, that she sold me on shortening my name for artistic purposes to Karen Trebel. I never told the salesperson who I was.

In 1993, I found myself in Durango, Colorado, where I met my husband, Louis E. Jobe. I now live with him in the middle of the San Juan National forest just outside Durango.

I have always tried to paint my emotions, as I have mostly felt that true realism is a good job for  photographers. Yet I have always felt that I wouldn’t be much of an artist, in my eye, until I reached a degree of emotional/spiritual maturity. Well now that I am at the age of forty something... I believe that I have finally reached this pinnacle (I think the hot flashes did it). But never the less, I am painting with vigor and excitement.

It is now the new millennium and my story has only begun.
 
 

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