behind the scenes

  The butterfly chose me more than I chose her. She showed up in my artwork before I knew what she was telling me. She showed up as a logo before ...

  When I was a kid, my mom used to sew all our Halloween costumes. I remember going to the fabric store, poring through all the patterns, selectin...

  This was a part of a larger piece, which was part of a larger body of work, which was part of my BFA show way back when in art college.Most of t...

  To be perceived, what a strange thing.I was a shy kid, a wallflower teen, an introverted adult.I loved doing community theatre as a kid, but onl...

    As we tiptoe closer and closer to fall, my favorite season, a season of organization, discernment, and letting go, I find myself already cravi...

  I wish I could tell you what this work is about. I wish it had some clever title.But truth be told, it’s just too soon to know. Not just this pi...

I have to admit I am in love. I am just enamored with playing with these layered images.What started as an assignment has turned into a whole serie...

What do you long for? That was the question.My answer was resounding. We’ll get to that. But first, we have to go back.I spent the decade of 1997-2...

Reporting live from the messy middle.There’s a moment in the creative process, and I think my creative friends will recognize this moment, when you...

I have a secret to tell you. But first a story.It was 2017. My husband and I were living with my mom in her house. The previous 3 years had been qu...

Visions spells. This is a practice I learned from @hannahmarcotti and I am in love.Vision board meets spell book.Casting vision spells for my inner...

    It’s funny how you can go for months just catching glimpses of grief. Glimmers. A little remembrance here, a little missing her there.   And...