“It’s in the act of making things and doing our work that we figure out who we are.” ~ Austin Kleon (Steal like an Artist)     She saw, in a magazine, a figure in an evening gown, paddle boarding. That sparked something, and now her novel is being published in less than two […]


    I finished this painting yesterday, and I knew it had something to do with the landscape of my heart, and perhaps the landscape of your heart, of our collective hearts.   Here’s how it began, all drippy and swirling, with clear quartz grains thrown in to bring light, harmony and healing.     […]


    You own everything that happened to you.   Tell your stories.   If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better. ~ Anne Lamott   If you have (or had) a mother who loves you and who you are able to love, I hope you’ll celebrate (or remember) her […]


    As you unfold as an artist, just keep on, quietly and earnestly, growing through all that happens to you. You cannot disrupt this process more violently than by looking outside yourself for answers that may only be found by attending to your innermost feeling. ~ Rainer Maria Rilke


    I finished my book. Well, not finished exactly, but I finished the first draft, the initial process of putting down on paper all those words that have been swirling around in me for so many years.  Lots of them, anyway. It’s not perfect, and yet it is really pretty good.   And this […]


      I’ve been blogging now for nearly four (or is it five?) years, and remain eternally grateful to those who paved the way.  In the good old blog days, there was a lot more cross-pollinating – guest posts and fun challenges and when the lovely and ohsotalented Kristin Noelle asked me if I’d […]


    I think all the best stories start with “Once upon a time”.   So when I was playing with how to rework this site to more clearly reflect my journey and how that has shaped where I am today, that’s how the story began.   And then I thought the first place I […]


      This is the weekend we honor fathers here in the good old US of A.  Barbecues, family dinners, ties and more.  Most of us.   Not me and my dad, though. I haven’t spoken to my father in sixteen years.  If I did, this is what I’d want to say.   Dear Dad, […]


    I’ve missed being here. The space, the choosing of images and words to send out to you.  The knowing that each post arrives at the perfect time for someone, somewhere. I get busy and the days go by quickly and sometimes weeks pass. No worries.  Now  I have a new blog project. It’ll […]