Category: Art

  • Mapping it out

    Mapping it out

    I had this whole thing set up that I wanted to do in March. I had a collection almost ready to go; I had a whole posting schedule for social media. Stuff was written and planned in advance, I was painting, it was glorious. And then BAM. Life. We got thrown yet another medical curve…

  • Cultivating margin…

    I wrote on Instagram the other day: I find myself strongly questioning the path I’m on at the moment. Our summer was one of healing, rest, and restoration in many ways, especially for those of us in the family who have chronic illnesses. Less than three weeks into what one might call a ‘normal’ fall/school…

  • play!

    So August just kinda ran past me. Good gracious. I had a pretty consistent, relaxed rhythm for the summer (which is nothing short of amazing in and of itself, seriously!)- and then August happened. It came, it saw, it conquered. Slowly finding our feet in the fall/school/ballet/teen work schedule rhythm now, adjusting of course for…

  • Following the muse…

    Making art has always been a retreat for me. It is not necessarily a place where I am producing or measuring up to something, though I’m always pleased when I cross a threshold of skill or understanding when it happens. It’s ever been, for me, about the process and the exploratory, playful aspect of it.…

  • Rescue…

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    It’s only Wednesday, but it’s already been a WEEK. This quote has been on my mind lately. My husband and I celebrated nineteen years of marriage yesterday. Considering everything we’ve been through, that is quite a feat. Reminding myself to always choose love, to the end of everything.