If Wishes Were Horses

If Wishes Were Horses

Do you remember when you were a kid and young enough to firmly believe that your wishes made on four-leaf clovers, dandelion puffs and birthday candles were potent – so real they were practically promised? I’m no longer a kid, but continue to make wishes...
Finding Sanctuary at Wit’s End

Finding Sanctuary at Wit’s End

This bench has lived with my family since 2007 when my husband and I bought it to be part of the business we were creating. We wanted it to be cool, eye catching and funky, so I went to work with my tubes of paint. I have a strong sentimental attachment to it today as...
Dancing With Grandpa

Dancing With Grandpa

When I got married, back in the mid 80’s, my littlest sister was about 4 years old and acted as our flower girl. She was absolutely adorable with little french braids and a pretty white dress. She was very shy about walking up the aisle, but was eventually...
The Blooming Heart

The Blooming Heart

There is a secret back story about this piece I would like to share with you. It is the born again phoenix of an old painting that has been reworked in order to bring smiles and hope, rather than sorrow or regret. Years ago, I painted a heart that was filled with...
Bindings

Bindings

The Ties That Bind… Your tethers are of spider silk, strong, and nearly invisible, while firmly connecting you to your other selves.  You are as bound up in “What used to be”, as you are in “What is”, and “What Will Become”. ...