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  • Chickens

    These chickens were modeled on my own chickens, Duck and Cluck. I took an online class from Anita Lehman through Carla Sonheim's website that was a very thoughtful look at composition. Sometimes it's nice to get back to basics and see how structure influences outcome. And, on a side note, it's been nice to have fresh eggs to eat and use in baked goods!

  • A New (Old) Way of Working

    I don't know why it took so long for me to go back to making collage and mixed media pieces. Maybe I didn't think they were "serious" enough, or I forgot how much fun it was for me to work this way, or maybe I just forgot how to do it. Recently, I found some fruit that I painted simply on canvas paper. I took out cheap, thin acrylics, poured green and yellow on top, and pushed the paint around the paper. After it dried, I tore out the fruit and saved them for a collage. That's where my playing around with fruit bowls began the other day. For a slight change of pace, I took a yellow piece of painted paper and turned it into a French press. I've mainly been using really smushy media, like a soft pencil, conte crayons, and Faber Castell gelatos. These collaged pieces really feel like me, and I'm loving all the color!

  • New Things!

    I'm test driving some new products at the market this Saturday. It's so much fun to play with color and shape on functional bags and totes. I like the simplicity of playing with fabric, paint, and potatoes. Yes, potatoes! That's what I used to make my stamps......and, they're compostable!

  • Stretching

    I decided to challenge myself with an online course, Explore Florals, taught by Victoria Johnson. It was three weeks of design briefs, each focusing on a different way to think about florals, with an accompanying palette. It was harder than I thought to get out of my own way of doing things and try something new. Just like life, I suppose.

  • Creative Thinking

  • UPPERCASE!

    I am so thrilled to have my very first drawn illustration in the current issue of UPPERCASE Magazine! 

    I drew this on Thanksgiving, 2017. We decided to stay home and celebrate, just the three of us. I wanted my daughter to feel like that even though we weren't going anywhere, it was going to be a special day. So, I let her pick the drinks!

  • Pushing Forward

    I'm trying to remember this and to boldly learn new things without getting bogged down by self doubt. It's hard!

  • Plugging Away


    I'm trying to enjoy the quiet stillness of winter. We've had lots of snow (and snow days) and rain, which has made for long weeks of nasty weather. I'm drawing daily and I can see myself steadily improving. 

  • Winter

    above image—not winter

    Winter is not my favorite season. It's cold, it's dark, it's icy....but with those restrictions comes permission to quiet your mind, think, make. It's the season when I have the most time. My daughter is in preschool, and farmers' markets are few and far between. It allows me to focus on my art and on all the other little projects that I think about during the summer. This year I'm stretching and taking Make Art That Sells, an online course from art agent Lilla Rogers. So far, I feel out of my element, which I'm taking as a good sign. Growth comes in fits and starts, and it isn't always comfortable.

  • Upcoming Holiday Season

    I'm getting ready for the upcoming holiday season! I'll be at the Bennington Farmers' Market on the first and third Saturdays of Nov. and Dec., and I'll be at the Williamstown Berkshire Grown Markets on Nov. 19th and Dec. 17th. I'll have lots of lovely linen aprons and tea towels, and delicious edibles, perfect for gift giving or enjoying with your family and friends. See you soon!

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p1020246Well, we’re onto our next project already. Unlike the ceiling, this one has an end in sight and is guided by a deadline, which is the arrival of our new woodstove. Our original plan was to move our existing stove from the center of the room, where it precariously shares a chimney with our oil-burning furnace, to the corner of the room, where chimney pipe would be able to exit out the roof, thereby alleviating our fire code hazard and freeing up more space in the small room. But once we started looking at new woodstoves, there was no turning back. “Look at how efficient they are,” we would say jealously, looking at the EPA ratings of this new beauties. “And look at how open the door is, so we could actually watch the fire burn,” we lamented. The final straw was of course, aesthetic; the new stoves were so much more…modern.  Our new Jotul Castine in Blue-Black Enamel has been ordered and will arrive in the next few weeks. Which brings me to the project – a hearth. And knowing us, of course it’s not just any old slab of stone; it’s a huge, 5” tall platform, covered in bluestone with slate tiles on the surrounding walls. It’s serious.

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The first steps went so fast and uneventful, it was almost an ominous precursor of what was to come. Since the area around the woodstove is obviously going to get very hot, we needed to ensure that the materials were non-combustible. This lead us to the exciting world of Durock, a truly awful product that was devised only to have the most dangerous labels placed on it. Did I mention it has to be handled extremely carefully, since it is incredibly fragile, and only with gloves? The label says something like, “Do not touch or breathe anywhere near this stuff or it will cause you to die painfully. Wear long sleeve shirts, pants, a dust mask, goggles, and alkali-resistant gloves.” And it really says, “Panels are heavy and could fall over, causing serious injury or death.” This was after we cheerfully moved the stuff at least five times in shorts and tee shirts. To make a long Durock story short, after cutting it and screwing it into the wall, we realized that we did it wrong…and had to cut it while on the wall. Durock does not go quietly. It still remains, a painful reminder of our mistakes, as faded white drips of an angry pack of seagulls on our deck.

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The good news is that my bleeding heart is blooming. I have always been fascinated by these flowers since I was little and performed “heart surgeries” to figure out how they were made. They still amaze me.