I gave myself permission not to write a blog post today. Not to sweat bullets trying to please Google and its SEO gods. Not to stare at a...
Courting the Muse
AKA Confessions of a Recovering RealistTaking Care of Business
Part 1: Techno Hell It's all about taking care of business. I basked in the afterglow of Open Studios for less than a day before the biz...
Putting Down Roots
I’m writing this post while sitting on the deck of my new studio. A few months ago, this was little more than a dream. And now I’m sitting...
It Begins With Conversation
Every meaningful part of my art career starts with a conversation. Not with a painting. Not with a gallery. Not even with a sale. With a...
Creative Curiosity: At the Edge of Understanding
I’m having breakfast with a friend when he casually upends my reality. "Math is beautiful," he says. And I'm like SAY WHAT? You’ve got to...
Notice When the Well Needs Filling
This post almost didn’t happen. Procrastination was kicking creative inspiration's ass. Cause I got a baaaad case of summer fever. Not the...
Notice When You’re Lost
Three years old. I'm in an alley next to a dumpster, crying my heart out. I'm all alone. And I'm lost. This isn't a story I was told. This...
Noticing: The Pump House
I can't help but notice--I have a problem. If you scroll through my camera roll, you'll find hundreds of photos of the same small building...
The Miles Behind Ease
Dog Training, Painting and the Long Road to Grace We have a tradition, Mr. Spouse and I--after dinner we walk the dogs to the mailbox, a...
Showering with the Muse
I was taking a shower the other night when the Muse decided to join me. She does that. That’s when I noticed a new creature in the tiles....











