
Morning’s Brewing
A couple of years ago, I had one of those dreams you have when you’re half awake. This wasn’t it. I did try to paint
A couple of years ago, I had one of those dreams you have when you’re half awake. This wasn’t it. I did try to paint
Recently I was delighted and honored to be invited to share a blog post to Unison Pastels blog. Here is the link. I’d love for
Quite often, the visions in my head are whimsical and include tea cups or tea pots. Last August my granddaughter and I took a trip
I’m not sure how to begin this story. Do I explain about how I just bought the flowers because they were pretty and on sale?
There’s a moment, a special moment, a few hours after midnight, early on Christmas day. The silence is drenched in peace and pulsing with sacred
How to get the beauty from inside to outside Gladness breathes. When you have gladness, let it breathe out into the world. God knows we
This is Whiskers. She belongs to my very good friend Sandy, whom I visited back in June during the IAPS convention. She came and sat
Prickly Pear Jelly. AKA Cactus Pear Jelly. A light, transparent pink in color, sweet and delicate in taste. Nice but somewhat bland on toast. A
I know I keep saying this, but it’s true: I learn so much when researching a painting! Usually it’s when I’m surfing the internet looking
The sun begins to slip down toward late afternoon. The firewheels preserve the glow of their infatuation with Sol’s warmth as long as they can: