The older I get, the more I appreciate slow. đą Not because I have more patience than I used to. Mostly because life has a way of reminding you that rushing rarely changes the outcome. This little turtle came from that feeling. âŁïž One step at a time, 8x8, acrylic, 2024 I painted this little … Continue reading What stayed with me
I've been meaning to tell this story for a while. It's about a broken palette knife and my mom. It was about 15 years ago- a commission. A demon and an angel, interlacing. Complex, emotional, a rather different piece than my usual. I was almost done. The very last thing I needed to paint was … Continue reading A story about a palette knife and mom
DrĂŽle comment la vie Ă une façon de nous ramener exactement lĂ oĂč on a besoin d'aller. đ« J'ai Ă©tĂ© plus tranquille du cĂŽtĂ© des commandes derniĂšrement - un peu par choix, peut-ĂȘtre un peu de procrastination, pour ĂȘtre honnĂȘtre. đđđ Ă la place, j'ai travaillĂ© avec des Ă©lĂšves sur plusieurs projets, pis quelque chose … Continue reading Ready to take a step
He's a seagull. The most overlooked bird on the planet. And somehow, he's the most confident thing in the room. I didn't plan the attitude. I was just playing, looser than usual. Folk art energy, inspired by my boyfriendâs Funky folk art . And then I looked up and thought⊠oh. My little buddy has … Continue reading Seagull with attitude
I've been talking to tree buds lately. đ±Every day. Fully out loud. No regrets. They're just starting to show up- those first little hints of green that mean life is coming back. I welcome them. Thank them for showing up. For doing what they do without anyone asking them to. I've been starting my mornings … Continue reading Iâve been talking to tree buds
Those eyes weren't planned. But the minute they appeared I knew she was done telling me who she was going to be. This piece started as a commission. The ask was simple and not simple at all- paint Confidence. Something that says I am not to be messed with. Power. The kind that doesn't need … Continue reading Those eyes weren’t planned
I don't follow a plan. Never really have. And the funny thing is â the best things in my life showed up exactly that way. Unplanned. Uninvited almost. My art started with inherited paints I never asked for. A door opened recently that I didn't knock on â working with kids, sharing something I love … Continue reading I still donât have this figured out
What was the last live performance you saw? First, I donât go to live performance too much. Probably because I live in a remote area and weâre limited on choices. And probably the fact that Imm becoming more and more a home-body. Gosh I love home. That being said, my boyfriend and I were lucky … Continue reading Best. Comedian. Ever!
I took a year off to paint.Or at least⊠thatâs what I told myself. The truth is, I donât know if Iâm meant to be a full-time artist. I donât think I have the discipline for it. I procrastinate. I avoid the parts I donât enjoy. The social media, the website, the constant pressure to … Continue reading I took a year off to paint
Getting back to basics đ.Stretching my own canvas. Ripping out the old canvas There's something special about prepping a new canvas from scratch - or giving an old frame a new life- taking out the old canvas, cutting new pieces, stretching the fabric and priming the surface. It's a moment to connect with the piece … Continue reading Stretching my canvas
