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Think

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  Featured image: Rosie One year, when visiting NY with Holly, we were very into the interiors of the buildings in the city. Well, I was anyway. We went to the NY Public Library, and I personally was in awe of the carvings in the building’s study area—the ornamental wood carvings, the stained glass. Oh, so many treasures hidden in NY. I have but one small treasure, which I truly treasure from that trip. Holly gave it to me for Christmas that year: an Einstein boggle statue from the library’s gift shop, which I so chuckled at. So many don’t treasure the money, the time, the place—to sit in silence like Holly and I did in the library’s reading area and just marvel at the beauty of the art created there so many years ago. The person’s hand that touched that wood and created that swirl in the grain, then smoothed out the dust from their tool and went on working, loving what they did. Admiring the wood and the mark it made, never realizing it would make such an everlasting impression th...

As the Day Begins

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  Featured image: Springtime Breeze “Sweet, sweet holy as the day begins.” — CEA

Art is Grounded

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  Featured image: Intersections II “ Art is grounded in the evolving, changing, formal, visual language that tries to define it. ”  CEA

My Woods

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  Featured image: Yellow Birds at the Feeder I wonder how I can ever feel angry when I look at “my woods.” Today, I have officially decided to call them “my woods.” That is assuming a lot, but they sure feel like “my woods.” The sun is shining on “my trees,” and the birds are at my feeders. I feel so grateful. I can’t imagine ever feeling angry. Why do I get angry? And yet, I still do. Today, I am simply grateful for all this “wonder.” So I am sharing and just embracing the day, even though I have to do taxes… grrrrrrr. Love to all.

Happy Valentine's Day

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  Featured image: Valentine Valentine’s Day feels like a gentle invitation to celebrate beauty. In the studio, I am always chasing it — the hush of winter light, the lift of a wing, the fragile bloom that will not last long. To paint is to linger with what moves us. Perhaps that is one quiet form of love: to translate wonder into color, line, and form… and to offer it back to the world. Today, I’m grateful for those who make space for art in their lives — and for the simple, enduring power of beauty. Wishing you a day touched by something that stirs your heart. 💛

Assemblage

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Featured image: Rosie Robot I just sort of fell into creating some assemblage works of art for my exhibition at the Campanile. I started doing one, discovered I loved it and was having fun doing it, so I did another one. And another. Then I began to think I was receiving a message and started to listen, to take the message seriously, and to research the concept of assemblage. Naturally, the idea of assemblage took hold in the 60’s with Duchamp and the rest of the abstract group, as I will call them for simplicity’s sake. But I really shouldn’t—they are all some of my very favorite artists, and they did so very much for art history, both good and bad. Today I began to wonder differently about them. I used to think they were the ones who opened our minds to new ways of thinking about art. I have always thought that this was good. But today I began to wonder if it wasn’t also bad, because look at what we have for art today: nothing precious, nothing unique, nothing original. Look at assem...

Hawk III Accepted Into Exhibition

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  Featured image: Hawk III I’m truly honored—and deeply grateful—to share that my painting Hawk has been accepted into the 17th Annual Signature Watermedia Exhibition, on view March 21 through April 18, 2026. To be included among fellow Signature artists in a show that celebrates both mastery and fresh perspective feels especially meaningful to me. Exhibitions like this are not simply about displaying work; they are about entering into a larger conversation—one shaped by years of dedication to the medium, by risk, by growth, and by imagination. For as long as I can remember, birds have carried symbolic weight in my art. Hawks, in particular, embody vision, strength, and independence. In this piece, I wanted to honor that watchful presence—the ability to rise, to see clearly, and to trust the currents beneath the wings. These ideas have shaped my life and my art, and I return to them again and again. The opening reception will be held Saturday, March 21, from 4–6 PM. I’m thankful to...