This is where I write about becoming . About the moments, teachers, materials, and quiet turning points that shaped me into an artist and storyteller. Each post traces the slow unfolding of who I am through art.
My Art Story
How a Place Finds Its Way Into Your Heart
It wasn't the landmarks I brought home from Mexico. It was a hug, a bicycle, a friendly dog, a mischievous cat, & a bottle of Magic Blue.
How a Place Finds Its Way Into Your Heart
It wasn't the landmarks I brought home from Mexico. It was a hug, a bicycle, a friendly dog, a mischievous cat, & a bottle of Magic Blue.
The World I Stepped Into When Mine Became Too H...
The moment art became a doorway into a whimsical, magical world
The World I Stepped Into When Mine Became Too H...
The moment art became a doorway into a whimsical, magical world
Intuitive Creativity
Intuitive creativity asks for something difficult: letting go of the plan.
Intuitive Creativity
Intuitive creativity asks for something difficult: letting go of the plan.
The Art Class That Helped Me Find Light Again
I almost didn’t take my first art class because I was sure I wasn’t an artist.
The Art Class That Helped Me Find Light Again
I almost didn’t take my first art class because I was sure I wasn’t an artist.
