The trail streaked with orange light – sun shining through smoke in the air. I woke at 4:30am on Monday morning and whispered to Joe that I smelled smoke. He asked me: inside or outside? Outside, I smell wildfire. A bit later I got up to go to the bathroom...
Life has pulled me away from my art a lot these past few months. It is so good to be in my newly beautified “room-of-my-own” working on a painting! Weeks like this one are a challenge for me as a writer – when the world is particularly stirred up – fears,...
I am even happier to be painting in my newly freshened studio. started the project to refresh the inside of our house just after the fourth of July and as of Sunday, we are officially done. Last week we had the hardwood floors refinished which meant that our...
Pastels on display in Sue’s studio. Last week Sue, an artist in our community, texted to say she wouldn’t be coming to paint with us on Thursday. She had a project to finish. She was reclaiming her childhood bedroom as her studio. Many years ago she and her...
The most bold and brave painting I’ve done – yet! I left the gala at 9:45 completely comfortable in just my spaghetti strap cocktail dress. On Saturday everyone: artists, volunteers and the courageous festival goers who did come out mostly just coped with...
One of the nights during my Mount Whitney hike, as I was lying awake in the dark in my sleeping bag – not sleeping, certain thoughts came up – thoughts about my relationship with fear. We all have fears – they are part of being human. I’m not alone in that...
