Tag Archives: reclaimed art
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
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
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
some packaging help from Mary
I make art from reclaimed materials. Everyday. This common thread is in all of my artwork; reverse glass paintings, hand-scripted words cut out of scrap plastics, flower gardens and clocks (new!) created from salvaged signage, altered books… Colors and ideas … Continue reading
into the woods
My first Squam. I walked into the lush woods. I followed pompoms and sun catchers and walked deeper in. And days after my return, I feel as if I am still walking slowly out of that forest. Squam is a magical … Continue reading






