Creatively Thinking

  I’m honored to share that my work Intersections has been accepted into the 36th Annual Midwest Seasons Exhibition at the Center for the Visual Arts. This show has long celebrated the artists and landscapes of the Midwest, capturing the rhythms, beauty, and character of our changing seasons. To have my work included alongside so many talented artists is truly meaningful to me. Center for the Visual Arts Caroline S. Mark Gallery January 7 – March 14, 2026 The Midwest Seasons Exhibit is the CVA’s premiere annual show, featuring artists whose pieces reflect the spirit of Midwestern life—its colors, traditions, stories, and sense of place. All selected artworks, including Intersections , will also appear in the Midwest Seasons 2026 Calendar , a beautiful keepsake publication celebrating the exhibition. I’m grateful to be part of this year’s lineup and deeply appreciative of the CVA for the opportunity. If you’re in the area during the exhibit run, I’d love for you to stop by an...

  Featured painting:  Kaleidoscope Of Raw Reality: We Are So Small – Northern Lights “Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.” -Leonardo da Vinci

  Featured image: November Chickadee Chickadees, bluejays,  doves, blackbirds,  nuthatches,  downy woodpeckers,  pileated  woodpeckers,  rose breasted  woodpeckers,  and flickers come to the feeders in the morning. The squirrels and foxes are there too -  Today,  Thanksgiving Day they all come home to for Thanksgiving. The table is filled with berries, fruits, nuts, seeds, and corn. All things natural.  all things beautiful all things yes. 

  Image: Celebrate Innovation Creativity has NEVER been sensible.

  Featured image: Roller Coaster Ride “ Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty  and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up,  totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming — WOW — What a ride! ” – Hunter S. Thompson

  Featured image: Squirrel I watched a gray squirrel jump- frogging through the backyard trees, now barren of leaves, to the other side of my backyard . The sky is blue, blue. I am sure he had no plan other than just to get to the other side of the yard. I watched until I could see him no longer and my gaze drifted back to the feeders, and the blue jays were feeding at the ground feeders. A gray squirrel came scampering down the trunk of an oak tree and scurried the jays away. I wondered if it was the same gray squirrel. I took a deep breath. And I think to myself What a Wonderful World I see skies of blue And clouds of white The bright blessed day – time to start the day. Chilly this morning.