Tag Archives: colleen attara studio
My five pound role model
It is Tuesday. I can think of so many things I need to do. Should do. But I can’t help but be inspired by Willy, my daughter’s five-pound chihuahua. Willy is an opportunist. And a well rested one. I love … Continue reading
Girls Rising
How sweet are these little feet? They all walked into my studio recently to see my space and my art and hear what I had to say about it all. Ten girls in a second grade Brownie Troop. We talked … Continue reading
Fearless Friday
This past week, someone asked me to reflect on what exquisite self care feels like. Because that is what they wished for me. And I have been thinking about this question all week. At first, I felt defensive, so I … Continue reading
making an outdoor nest
It is Earth Day and what does this green artist have to say for herself? Simply this. For me, I think all my days need to wind down here. Till at least October. In this hammock loaded with pillows and … Continue reading
planting hope
Okay, spring, no questions asked. I have no idea where you have been or who you have been hanging out with. You are here now. That is what counts. And I am so grateful and happy to see you. … Continue reading
art journaling
I love what happens when we let the art in. When we just sit down beside some paint, paper and crayons and stop thinking so hard. Our life is divine and messy. It looks so good outlined in watercolor pencils. … Continue reading
a very warm exchange
It has poured today. Buckets full of rain. Lately one day is balmy while the next day is high winds and snow. And as much as I would love to be planting pansies and let my toes be free in … Continue reading
sparkle and shine
Yesterday, I received a card from a faraway friend. Kelli Jean May-Krenz lives in Minnesota, and is an amazing graphic designer with her own studio, 730 Thursday, which is the exact time and day she met her soulmate five years … Continue reading
in my studio mailbox
This is what a very good day looks like to me. Moments when I am so caught up in what I am doing paint is dripping from my hand. I like my hands covered in paint. I may grab a … Continue reading
studio in winter
This is what winter looks like at my studio. Quiet. Sometimes white. Stark. I walk through my side door painted in Lucky Orange and take off my mittens and lay them on the heater. I often sit beside them to … Continue reading






