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Christmas in my studio

My Journal

I have been spending lots of sweet hours in my studio this December.  Shipping. Making.  Writing.  Thinking.  Rethinking.   So many thoughts. But one keeps rising to the top.

Simplicity.  Less is more so much more this holiday season for me.

Each day I capture a bit of this simplicity at my studio.

As you read on, know coffee is brewing, candles are in the fireplace and a Charlie Brown Christmas is playing in the back room.

My studio Christmas tree is tiny and all white.  My mo... Read more →


a few simple words

My Journal

Most weeks, I have a few custom hand-scripted word orders.   This week I had several and I wanted to share some of them with you.

Little note: these words are cut from salvaged plastic that is used in plastic packaging. So a material that has no value, now has a value.  Love that!  All the words are done in my hand writing. These are hung on walls, rested on shelves, placed in table settings, or can be Christmas tree toppers...

En... Read more →


The start of something new

My Journal

I have been quiet.  I know. Even though I have not been here, I think about this space everyday.

the start of something new

And I have to tell you, there are some changes going on.  In me.  In my life. In my art. That is why I have been a bit quiet. And these changes are good.

Things are happening right now, both in my life and in my art. Art in cities.  Art in schools. Art in hospitals. And a... Read more →


Running in the dark

My Journal

It is a perfect September morning. The sun is shining and the air is crisp.

And it is my 24th wedding anniversary.  And it feels like a blink.

running in the dark

I remember being really conscious that all that mattered was the fact that we were getting married.  Not the dress so much or my hair and makeup (which I did myself).

Looking back, my priorities were in place.  I did not try t... Read more →


A quiet rainy morning

My Journal

This is how my house looked at about seven this morning.

A quiet rainy morning

You can see the top of my leg under a book.  And you can see the stillness.

Wyatt and Paige have left for school.  Michael is in the office to my left getting ready to leave.  And I am drinking in the quiet.  And my first cup of coffee.

It was overcast and humid. And there was lots I needed to do.  Many email... Read more →