How do I Create?

11/10/20 How do I create? Sometimes I’m not really sure but it’s happening all the time. Creativity that is. I’m in the middle of working through The Artists Way by Julia Cameron and I’m doing it with a group. If you aren’t familiar with her or this book it’s worth checking out. It’s a compelling […]

A Daughter’s Loss on June 30

6/30/20 June 30 is a tough day for me and has been ever since the sudden death of my mother when I was 24. This picture came to mind. It’s one I keep out and felt led to insert as part of this post. It’s a memory of us. She must have been about 24 […]

Art and Anger

11/8/19 Anger rests inside me without my awareness. Do you resonate? Over time, becoming skilled at “stuffing” it I suffered in silence. It’s destructive nature lived in my body manifesting in other forms of expression. Art wasn’t one of them, but the feelings were there, brewing. A poison all too familiar to my soul. Why? […]

Peanut Butter and Rice Cakes

5/24/17 Notes to Myself: When life gives you rice cakes… smother them with peanut butter? Is that what I’m doing? I’m not so sure I even like rice cakes but I’ve been eating them with peanut butter. Hmm… I love peanut butter.It reminds me of my childhood where peanut butter sandwiches were quite common. I […]

Mother’s Day and the Watercolor Paintings

5/14/17 Notes to Myself: Mother’s Day. I’m a mother with a daughter. And a daughter without a mother. At times I think I’ve felt like an empty cable car. It’s hard to remember what my mother looked like it’s been so long since her passing. I was 24. Last night I remembered some watercolor paintings […]

I Don’t Know

4/20/17 Notes to Myself: I don’t know. And sometimes that feels scary. Sometimes it feels like I don’t know where I’m going but I don’t think about that too long. When I’m creating that seems to disappear into the atmosphere and there’s a great peace within my soul. Maybe I can be a flower. I’m […]

A Sketch Book Life

3/30/17 Notes to Myself: Got my sketchbook out this week because I was given a free set of Charvin Water Soluable Pastel Sticks. I’m not a pastel artist but I thought I would give it whirl. It was fun and frustrating trying to navigate the colors, lines,textures etc. And then where does the water fit […]

Honesty…

3/14/17 Notes to Myself:I feel naked. When I step off that cliff of protection, armor and shield I am exposed. It’s scary, real and uncluttered. I liken this to standing on the platform posing, stripped of all clothing. It’s raw and beautiful. Wrapping my arms around myself. Timid to bare all. Afraid of what others […]

A Textured Life

2/10/2017Oh how textured my life has become. A rich beautiful weave of experience. Not unlike branches and leaves of a tree mingling all together. Colors dance in the background adding a layer of magic and depth. The leaves apex start to shift direction seeking more color,changing their course of growth. Slowly, the fabric that’s woven […]

Giving Thanks When it’s Difficult

11/24/16 Notes to Myself: Thanksgiving Day today. I am grateful for the many blessings in my life however mixed I may feel today. If I dig deep enough I see the light. Today, I mourn the passing of a treasured friend. A champion in spirit and a woman of great faith. Diagnosed with stage 4 […]