growing up girl

Category: little pockets.

hopefields. sacred life.

hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops… at all.  ~emily dickinson .     .     .     .     . hello over there. today. today. what are you up to today. i am up to….running to the [...]

it’s a monday. little pockets.

the first time her laughter unfurled its wings in the wind, we knew that the world would never be the same.  :: story people .     .      .     .     . it is a soft little monday over here. i actually overslept. by a lot. not that i had anywhere to [...]

the apprentice issue. oh dang.

creating layers of color as you skim them along the page.   i am so happy to be part of the new SOMERSET APPRENTICE!  and just in case you are skimming the shelves of the B&N, if you flip to pages 98 and 99 you just might find me right there in the happy colorful [...]

tell your story. here.

tell your story. here. a girl. sun-soaked & squinting at the road left behind. recognizing bitter moments of a comformists sly grin. a girl. twirling around the sweetness she fondly remembers she picks through each slice, dissecting the true. she picks away at the layers discovering a juicy center. a girl. sun-soaked & wide open. [...]

om. finding. filling (the little pockets)

lotus no. 1  (series of three, so far) the studio, this week it is on the bigGREEN table, is a busy place. and when we get busy, we can tend to become buried in it. today over at chickadee road, i have a little story about “finding my om”.  ( a look into the process and struggles of [...]

healing. little pockets.

two new pieces coming together. i had a really good day painting with the other women durning the “healing through art” workshop at the gallery. my friend cristina ruggiero ran the workshop. she is an amazing artist and spirit. what i know is…when i have others to paint with, my mind tends to just let [...]

a kindred. little pockets.

november is just around the corner. YES. i am already focusing on the fall. many happy things coming up and one that i am most excited about is a collaborative show with my dearie 9-h, aka. nina cunningham. a brief note on nina and all that she brings. color (very important in fine character) she [...]

fill it up. sacred space.

happy today that i have you. and you. you.you.you. you. and you. in case you are wondering – yes and you too. fill it up with happy smiling faces.

when i think about it…sacred life.

we lay there & looked up at the night sky & she told me about stars called blue squares & red swirls & i told her i’d never heard of them. of course not, she said, the really important stuff they never tell you. you have to imagine it on your own. ~brian andreas, story people when i [...]

sacred. peace.

i am a scorpio. yep, it does make life rather interesting. i am passionate, i love deeply and i often have to fight those pesky thoughts of “oh boy you have really pissed me off this time. i am all around passionate. this morning, during my a.m. “surf” i clicked over to one of my [...]