I’ve never been one to hang awards on my wall…. Not exactly sure why. I have been in other artists’ homes and I have seen paintings with ribbons and award certificates lining the hallways. I guess that is not me. I think it may have started from a severe...
And so it ends with me….. My dad had a heavy, silver metal flashlight. In my mind It is synonymous with my childhood. When there was a storm and a power outage (which I loved) we reached for it and candles. There is something magical about dancing around with a...
Strength. It comes from a place deep within. And everyone I have ever met who I deem as strong has had laughter as their main weapon. A positive outlook. A belief the next day will get better. It defeats illness and loss, grief and despair. Endurance is needed...
Life can turn red. Drama, hardship, grief and trauma can surround us. Faith is like holding onto a tiny flame. It may not illuminate anything other than our soul, but we need to hold onto this tiny, delicate light to get through whatever life throws at us. No matter...
I think Hope is like waiting for a meal when we are hungry. We expect something good to come our way. But our expectations can be shattered like a china plate. “Broken Vessel # 9 / Hope” Oil and 24k gold leaf, 36″ x 24″ This time I didn’t put the pieces...
