My dad armed minuteman missiles back in the ’60s. He was not military, but worked as an electrical engineer on the military bases in Montana down in the silos where the missles are kept. As you can imagine he had a lot of stories and apparently there was even a...
Sometimes the hardest thing to decide about a new painting is what medium to use. I have a new image I want to start and I normally spend lots of time on design, color harmonies, accents, the narrative and armatures, but then the seemingly simple question- what to use...
I have been hibernating the last two weeks. I was a bit burned out. I felt I was still recovering from my workshop in Italy and then went right into a workshop last week in Asheville. So between those and a few new commissions, my mentorship classes and dabbling in...
A glimmer in the void. To an artist, that is what a sale, a compliment, an invitation to an exhibition or an award is… a happy twinkle. Because we work alone. Yes, we can create among others in a class or in a workshop, but the real brain-drain comes when we...
“She believed she could and so she did” -R.S. Grey Jetlag is a bummer, but my trip to Tuscany was awesome! I ate more cheese and ham and bread and drank more wine in one week than I have all year. So worth it. At one point I found myself standing in the...
I am writing this at 3 am. Wide awake and packed. Later today I head to Italy for my workshop in Cortona. So slowly I have been rotating my sleep schedule to get more on “Italian time.” Last week I missed posting my blog because I came back from...
