Summer Blog

Jul 24, 2022

Summer of Change & Deep Noticing

Dear Friends, It's been a bit since I've written here. I have been creatively quiet, spending time sorting, dusting out drawers,...

Jun 15, 2021

Outside Summer Art Making

One summer, years ago, I lived in a tiny ramshackle house in Colorado. That summer, I set up my easel under the shade of the trees along...

Jun 15, 2021

"Obeying the Impulse"

"...And still, this drive toward gratitude. Still this tug to pull over the car and marvel, this impulse to offer the world our...

Aug 31, 2020

Late Summer Love & Art

I drove to the Oregon Coast this week to deliver art I have recently finished to Volta Gallery in Lincoln City. Queen Anne's Lace, Maiden...

Aug 4, 2020

August: mid summer musings on uncertainty and faith

“For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.” Vincent Van Gogh August is here. Half way...

Jul 21, 2020

A Summer of Wild Wandering & Wondering

This sky where we live is not place to lose your wings so Love, Love, Love. -Hafiz I am noticing the urge to be hiking at 10,000 feet,...

Jul 21, 2020

Art Making as Meditation: uncertainty and curiosity for the now and the next

In my work as an artist and teacher I am influenced by my years at Naropa University, my study of Buddhist philosophy and applying these

Jul 7, 2020

Summer Art Making: Field Notes

Happy Summer Solstice! A favorite summer art making ritual for me is to create a hand made journal (they are quite simple to make or you...

Jul 7, 2020

Wild Musings: Summer Arrives

Summer solstice arrives June 20th at 5:44 in the evening and I sense the stirrings of change. Here in Oregon, we still have rain and cool...

Jul 7, 2020

The Wishing Bone Cycle

All the warm nights sleep in the moonlight keep letting it go into you do this all your life do this you will shine outward in old age...

Jul 7, 2020

Stories are Alive Beings

Stories are Alive Beings The moon is my cup. I drink the stars down. Night is hot liquid steeped in clouds, of my spirit; who scratch at...