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The Journey to Your Dream

I believe I was born dreaming.  There hasn’t been a time I did not believe I was Artist.  My experience of the world is beautiful to me; captivating.  Every color, every sound and every smell was and is emotionally felt and for every emotion...

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I Come Here to Think

It’s been awhile.  Since I painted and didn’t feel frustrated or bored.  I needed a break and I took one to think, process, give myself some loving kindness because that is the only place true and good creation can come from.  And I was...

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Grapefruit Skies

I decide to work within limits that will allow me to be kind to myself, giving grace where needed and avoiding a voice that pushes beyond this place that honors me because I’d not only like to work from a place of peace but...

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Grapefruit Skies

I decide to work within limits that will allow me to be kind to myself, giving grace where needed and avoiding a voice that pushes beyond this place that honors me because I’d not only like to work from a place of peace but...

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Bare Winter Trees

When the leaves of Summer’s fullness and warmth, chatter and connection have fallen away, we are left with our bare Winter souls.  Exposed, our core stands tall amidst the Winter winds that whip knowing as we look down at the decay of days and...

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Bare Winter Trees

When the leaves of Summer’s fullness and warmth, chatter and connection have fallen away, we are left with our bare Winter souls.  Exposed our core stands tall amidst the Winter winds that whip knowing as we look down at the decay of days and...

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Pen, Paper and Paintbrush

I can’t seem to separate them anymore.  The more I practice each the more they become my mixed language; my Spanglish but I will call it “Penbrush.”  It does seem with the frequent use of a language, a mode of expression, you become better...

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The Relief of Solitude

We are challenged as artist to maintain and nourish our creative health in a world where we have constant input and stimulation pulling our attention and mental energy in scattered directions.  During all of these moments our creative minds are constantly assembling and reassembling the...

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The Broken Whole

Art for me has been an enormously therapeutic journey as it has allowed my broken parts to come together and discover what whole not only looks like but more importantly feels like.  There have been many other catalyst for healing in my life but...

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The Relief of Solitude

We are challenged as artist to maintain and nourish our creative health in a world where we have constant input and stimulation pulling our attention and mental energy in scattered directions.  During all of these moments our creative minds are constantly assembling and reassembling the...

Read More

The Broken Whole

Art for me has been an enormously therapeutic journey as it has allowed my broken parts to come together and discover what whole not only looks like but more importantly feels like.  There have been many other catalyst for healing in my life but...

Read More

Pen, Paintbrush and Paper

I can’t seem to separate them anymore.  The more I practice each the more they become my mixed language; my Spanglish but I will call it “Penbrush.”  It does seem with the frequent use of a language, a mode of expression, you become better...

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The Strokes that Layer

Our lives, just like our canvases are a compilation, a collection of the strokes laid down from every moment since it’s inception.  We move.  We think.  We express.  We make mistakes.  We grow.  We learn and we love.  I find more and more that...

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A Time to Create

With Winter skies coming and the spindly arms of trees exposed, we find ourselves coming into ourselves and into our studios more often, hibernating with our thoughts.  These cold days bring with them an invitation to say yes to long evenings of creating for...

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The Moment the Sun Kissed My Heart

In a season where thankfulness is at the heart of why we come together with those we love over foods we also love I encourage you to fill your thoughts and thus your heart with as much gratitude as you can muster.  It is our...

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Sacred Spaces

Within, without incoming, outgoing receiving, giving absorbing, reflecting We are constantly defining our “sacred space” from which all our creativity pours out.  It is a place to be protected through intention, nourished with purpose and compassion as well as showered in the grace needed...

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The Shape of Stillness

I stood in the middle of a swaying field, feeling the same breeze against my cheek that stirred the entire world around me.  Everything within my view was at peace and slowly with each second passing my body, my muscles and lastly, of course,...

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Symbolic Truth

Brushwork, line, composition and even representational matter constitute metaphors for my “truth.”  That is to say the Artist’s Truth is their encounter with the world in which we give form to the psychological factors, intellect, society/culture and events we experience.  These things make their way...

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The Most Beautiful Walk

Where the imagination is free…solitude in it’s sweetest, conversations with those we are loved by, experiences that mark chapters in our lives?  Where exactly is your imagination it’s most free?  That is your challenge today.  Figure it out and find what about it at...

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Receive the Light (ness)

Through the week, the day and even the hour can feel a drudgery sometimes.  That’s the nature of life.  It has it’s cycles; it’s ebbs and flows.  It is in the knowing this very fact, that things will change, we have hope.  The tide...

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Some Truths to Find

It takes courage to stretch.  But in that stretching is your beauty.  And your beauty is your language.  That language is your art.  So in short: figure out where you are protecting a vulnerable spot in your soul and open it to the world….thoughtfully....

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The Fruit Hangs Low

Being in a season of low hanging fruit can only mean one thing; you are at the harvest time of your own commitment and hard work.  And that, my friends, means dance! Dance in joy and savor.  Stop and take it in.  Write it...

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Is There Freedom in Necessity?

“Everything gets its start in necessity and must finish in liberty!”  This quote by Maurice Zundel struck a beautiful chord within me.  I see the image in this post as I drive into work, way away and on the back roads of the very...

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Connection in Seasons of Healing

Surrounded by circumstances this week that stretched me beyond my capacities, I found myself not fully seeing; not really looking at anything as I was wrapped in busy thought.  Wrapped is the correct description of how I felt.  My tight, worried thoughts made a tight,...

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Sailing to the Edge of the Earth

I feel like Christopher Columbus when I daydream about those deckle edges I am bound to explore.  I know, just like him, that this world under my paintbrush is neither stationary nor flat.  It is alive and brewing with new discoveries under skies and earth...

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The Poetics of Space (and yes! read the book)

This week my thoughts ruminated on the space outside of home.  Home being our first inhabited world, we establish natural, organic patterns that become written into our very being.  Every space we occupy thereafter are echoes of this first space and those first patterns...

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