Jeanne Schubert, of Winter Park, Florida, passed away peacefully on July 25, 2026, at the age of 94, surrounded by the love of her family.

Born on June 2, 1932, in Harlan, Kentucky, Jeanne built a life defined by family, creativity, and a lifelong love of Florida's natural beauty. Through decades of painting, she became one of Central Florida's most respected artists, with work exhibited at the Orlando Museum of Art, the Museum of Arts and Sciences in Daytona Beach, Arts on Douglas in New Smyrna Beach, the Albertson-Peterson Gallery in Winter Park, and in prominent public spaces throughout the Orlando area, including the Orange County Courthouse and the Orange County Convention Center. She studied at Rollins College and the Art Students League of New York before becoming an active leader in Florida's arts community. Jeanne served on the Board of Directors of the Maitland Art Center, represented Central Florida in the Florida Artist Group, received the City of Orlando's Public Art Recognition Award, juried exhibitions, and generously encouraged fellow artists throughout her career. Critics consistently praised her bold use of color, expressive brushwork, and remarkable ability to capture Florida's landscapes in ways that were uniquely her own.

For Jeanne, painting was never simply about creating landscapes, she was painting her life. The rivers she paddled, the forests she explored, the flowers she admired, and the people she loved all found their way onto her canvases. Rarely without a camera, she photographed scenes that caught her eye before returning to her studio, where she transformed those images into slides, projected them onto canvases of varying sizes, and patiently refined each composition until it became unmistakably her own.

Every painting seemed to carry a story.

After my grandfather, Robert, died, Jeanne got a cat and named him Bob. While she was painting one of our family's favorite works, a canvas of brilliant red flowers, Bob brought her a lizard. Jeanne sealed his gift into the acrylic, permanently preserving it on the stem of one of the flowers, where it remains today. It is one of those stories that always makes us smile because it reminds us that inspiration had a way of finding Jeanne, and she always knew what to do with it.

A writer for the Orlando Sentinel admired Fear of Alligators for its composition, describing a young boy clinging to his mother's lap as she paddled a canoe through a Florida river. To him, it was a beautifully constructed painting. To us, it was my brother and our mother. That was Jeanne's gift. She transformed the life she lived into art that others could experience. We were fortunate enough to experience the life behind it.

Jeanne was preceded in death by her beloved husband, Robert Schubert; her daughter, Beverly; her granddaughter, Heather; her parents, Lewis and Bertha; and her sister, Barbara.

Jeanne leaves behind more than a remarkable body of work. She leaves behind stories woven into every canvas, memories cherished by those who loved her, and a legacy that will continue to inspire all who pause long enough to see Florida, and perhaps the people they love, with a little more wonder.