The Stories We Keep Alive – Remembering my Grandfather
The stories we continue to tell about our family, especially after their death, reveal more about what we value than the people we lost.
Who Tells Your Story?
We can all remember certain stories that define us. When you think of your favorites stories growing up, were any about you?
Who told your stories?
COVID Paintings – Reviews from the VIRTUAL Watercolor Show
When you finish an event, two years in the making, it’s wonderful to be able to share the good words with you. Let me share what people said about the “Saving Lives” Virtual Gallery Experience.
You’re Invited – the Virtual Gallery of my COVID paintings
When you’re an artist you want your friends to witness the art you create. It is the biggest honor and a true celebration to share what you’ve made.
The Final Post on Friendship
I have been criss-crossing the state of New Hampshire to hang my paintings in new shops and galleries. This is a good problem, but the downside is that I have little time to write. This means that this month will be my last formal installment of friendship posts. Come June, I will still write updates, […]
The Work of Healing
My first Best in Show award, the painting that won, update on the auction, and a new post on how you know it’s time to heal a friendship. All in the post below! See you there 🌸
Growing a New Friendship
I have recently moved to the Seacoast area of New England, where I’m regularly meeting new people and wondering if any of them will develop into friends. This means . . .
Perfectionism and Art
You know, Hitler wanted to be an artist . . . It was easier for Hitler to start World War II than it was for him to face a blank square of canvas. — The War of Art, Steven Pressfield All journeys of consequence begin with small steps. Creative work means fighting what Steven Pressfield calls […]
How Special Do You Need to Be
“Codependency* has no respect for age, color, social standing, or sex.” Anne Wilson Schaef We had just finished a terrific sushi dinner in New York City. We were enjoying a double date with D and his wife who lived in New Jersey. D had helped us find a babysitter, so we could enjoy driving his […]
