artist at play
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You’ve Got Mail—3
OK, listen to this: I discovered yesterday that when parents drop their child off for two weeks at Takodah, they can now also drop off letters and packages directly at camp. On opening day. Into bins marked by intended date of distribution to their child. I understand the thinking behind this idea—this option that didn’t… Continue reading
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You’ve Got Mail—2
I have a bit of hardcore Yankee thrift in me that saves anything I think might be useful again in another circumstance. Ya just never know when snippets and scraps from one project might inspire a followup creation. Continue reading
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You’ve Got Mail
Ben was a great believerin the gentle, scholarly artof letter writing.I still have his letters.I save all my correspondence. —from a novel by Daniel Hecht My family moved to London at the beginning of my senior year in high school in 1967. Suddenly I lived an ocean away from my friends in New Jersey. The… Continue reading
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Super Summer 23!
Two weeks ago while up on a step ladder re-siding our garage, Dave took a tumble, a tumble of the fractured-two-vertebrae sort. To our great gratitude—and astonishment!—no spinal cord damage, nothing else broken, no internal bleeding, no concussion. Following a few days of advanced trauma care flat on his back in hospital, he has returned… Continue reading
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Postscript to Layered Taffeta
Remember the bookmark I painted for friend Daisy to be tucked in the book at her family’s ancestral home—the book with a photo of a painting done by Florence Hosmer, and the ancestral home where the original portrait also resides? Well! Daisy had occasion to visit said ancestral home a few days ago and brought… Continue reading
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Jolt!
On my nightstand: Feelings are bodily reactionsthat are the healthy built-in technologiesfor dealing with life’s jolts, the healthy devices nature has given usso we can be stirred to resolving problems,creating new solutions, andinventing helpful alternatives. David Richo, The Five Things We Cannot Change On my easel: Let’s hear it for feelings that stir us to… Continue reading
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The Stalls
The Stalls, in the lexicon of my family of origin, is a term that encompasses any and all behaviors that serve to make way for one to avoid doing something perceived to be objectionable for any reason. I’ve got The Stalls this morning. I’m avoiding having to park myself in the kitchen for a long… Continue reading
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Shaking Things Up
I like routines and rituals. To that end, twice a year, once in September and then again towards the end of the academic year, I sit mindfully with a self-drawn grid, with days of the week on the x-axis and until breakfast, until lunch, until dinner, and until bedtime on the y-axis. I start by… Continue reading
My Story
In 2014, I grab an unexpected opportunity to paint.
To make art.
I get hooked.
In 2015 I start a blog—a diary of my life as an artist.
I post my paintings and their stories. The good, the bad, the ugly.
My compass points: bust through fear, be playful, get messy, trust my gut.
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