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Grief Bubbles
As May approaches, I am feeling the weight of grief increasing. May is a special time here in Speedway with the Indianapolis 500 and everything associated with it. My late...
Grief Bubbles
As May approaches, I am feeling the weight of grief increasing. May is a special time here in Speedway with the Indianapolis 500 and everything associated with it. My late...
A look inside my Sketchbook
How about a look into my new sketchbook? This sketchbook I started making different swatches of color using watercolor. After they dried, I made some doodles and designs over them. ...
A look inside my Sketchbook
How about a look into my new sketchbook? This sketchbook I started making different swatches of color using watercolor. After they dried, I made some doodles and designs over them. ...
No Beige Walls for Me
“I will never have those in my house.” That’s what I told my husband when we bought our first home. Dramatic? Maybe. But I’ve lived by that statement ever since....
No Beige Walls for Me
“I will never have those in my house.” That’s what I told my husband when we bought our first home. Dramatic? Maybe. But I’ve lived by that statement ever since....
After the Rain: When Letting Go Creates Somethi...
I built up acrylic paint in layers. Adjusted color. Shifted composition. But it wasn’t right. Technically, it worked. Emotionally, it didn’t. And when you create intuitive mixed media art the...
After the Rain: When Letting Go Creates Somethi...
I built up acrylic paint in layers. Adjusted color. Shifted composition. But it wasn’t right. Technically, it worked. Emotionally, it didn’t. And when you create intuitive mixed media art the...
Esperanza: A Portrait of Hope in Heavy Times
There are seasons when the world feels heavy. When watching the news feels like too much. When empathy feels exhausting. When grief doesn’t belong to one person but seems to...
Esperanza: A Portrait of Hope in Heavy Times
There are seasons when the world feels heavy. When watching the news feels like too much. When empathy feels exhausting. When grief doesn’t belong to one person but seems to...
When a Floral Became Alice: The Story Behind an...
If you have followed my work for a while, you’ve probably heard me say this: The women I paint just show up. That’s exactly what happened with Alice. This painting...
When a Floral Became Alice: The Story Behind an...
If you have followed my work for a while, you’ve probably heard me say this: The women I paint just show up. That’s exactly what happened with Alice. This painting...