Mary Proctor says that after falling into depression from a house fire in 1994 that killed her grandmother and an aunt and uncle, she "didn't know which way to go" and resorted to fasting and prayer. Her pleas for guidance were answered in February 1995 when "The Lord gave me a vision. He told me to paint on a door." She grabbed cans of blue and white car paint that were on hand and went to work. "Blue like the sky," she remembers, "like walking outdoors and being overwhelmed. Awesome." She had never painted before then, but now she cannot stop. She paints on garage doors, on old windows and their frames, on small squares of wood. She paints only a few themes but varies them, enhancing the images with shards of mirrors, glass, fabric, and buttons. Mostly she paints on doors, all day long and everywhere.