Thoreau noted that, ‘the language of friendship is not words, but meanings’. This is a frustrating quote for me to think about, as I am not a great friend in many ways: I don’t remember...

Moving forward on the journal has been slow.  Distractions abound.  Since the tone of the paper skin and fact that it was just a smidgen too small once pasted onto the book cover, I knew some corrective work...

The prompt this week for Journal 52 was either ‘lyrics’ or ‘misheard lyrics’.  As I’m certain was the case for many, the classic Hendrix misheard lyric of ‘excuse me while I...

“Seriously, are you making more pickles!?!”  That was the question asked this morning when A.D. saw the crock on the kitchen counter and the mason jars in a neat line. “I am not making more...

…is today!!! I have had a few pieces of plaster artwork that I had produced a while back for sale at Millport Landing, an awesome little shop in Millport, NY that sells works of local artisans, antiques...

No one lives in pure bliss. I believe that we all have the desire for something more, something fulfilling, something that doesn’t feel like work. When we aren’t honoring that desire, we often feel...

This week’s Journal 52 prompts were reflective of ‘That Thing You Love’ or That Thing You Hate’. Since I have a natural bent toward the negative and work very hard to ensure positivity...

This week’s inspiration comes from the work of Beatriz Milhazes, a Brazilian artist born in 1960.  Her work is characterized by strong shapes from nature and bright colors. She is associated most highly...