How Art Keeps Me Centered

I had just finished a cleaning job of a maze of offices. It was a hot summer day here in the Northwest. I was grimy and tired, ready to get home and get out of my grubby cleaning clothes. As I exited the building onto a busy boulevard of shops and eateries, a group of young teenagers came around the corner. I nearly ran into…

Read More

Living in the What If… !

Two years ago today I was officially divorced. It was an unexpected ending to my 28 years of married life.Oh how so much has changed. How much I have changed ! This week I just returned from a 5 day retreat in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico where I enjoyed the vibrant company of creative, life loving women who are committed to living the lives…

Read More

Part One : The Art of Sorrow (some thoughts on my creative process)

There are bodily fluids in some of my art. Things sometime get wet when I’m working. And then, it just happens. I just let it happen, I just let the creative flow move me wherever She would move me. Sometimes she moves me to tears. Sometimes I will be painting and collaging and out of nowhere a plume of sorrow will surface, traveling from some…

Read More

My World is Not Yet Done

What is your creative process?” asked a friend of mine. We were sitting in a quaint café on Main Street here in my city of Vancouver in southwest Washington state. With my coconut milk latte in hand I titled my head as if the act of tilting would cause me to better retrieve important information to answer her question. (What is up with the tilted…

Read More