This is the first time I painted myself. Honestly I had about thirty minutes before the kids came home and I grabbed an old canvas that had a layer of blue acrylic paint on it – leftover from one of the kids art projects. I was scrolling through photos on my computer and this one… Read More
I live in the heart of wine country in Woodinville, Wa but the grapes in this painting are from Italy. We stayed in a dreamy villa outside of Montepulciano last summer. On a warm Italian evening right about sunset, my son and I walked into the vineyard to photograph the grapes. Italian… Read More
But nothing important, or meaningful, or beautiful, or interesting, or great ever came out of imitations. The thing that is really hard, and really amazing, is giving up on being perfect and beginning the work of becoming yourself . . . Anna Quindlen Why do we as humans struggle so hard with the notions of being… Read More
Reflections on being the light in the broken world.
I love this little still life painting. The copper pot is a family antique from a farm in Missouri. The strawberries remind me of going out in the garden with my Grandma in the heat of an Iowa summer and picking Strawberries for an afternoon snack. Oh how I loved her. Favorite Memories Oil… Read More