I want to talk about blah, particularly the winter blah. I am right smack in it and it's not very exciting. I am very affected by the cold, dark and dreary or Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD). The illnesses, which we've already had 5 weeks of and really hoping that's it, constantly staying in. This winter hasn't had a lot of snow and I really enjoyed that, but it was still winter. Still too cold to garden, to sit out in the sunshine. I am a summer girl all the way, even when

Sometimes my creativity can stall when life gets stressful. If you have kids you know that at some point in the year they will get sick and the unlucky times will have them all taking turns for four to six weeks. At least that is what happened this year in our house. We also had extended family health struggles that meant that my creativity took a backseat to survival mode. This painting happened long before this stall in creativity, but it is an example of having something t

It's time to loosen up and get a little more whimsy and fun in here. There was a time I really loved frogs. I mentioned that green is my favorite color. Not sure if that happened because I loved frogs or I loved frogs because they were green. Either way I collected quite a few of them, a couple real ones, most not. I had stuffed frogs, Kermit the Frog, ceramic frogs brought back from my sister who lived in China. I had a real one that used to hop from my finger to my nose. An

I found some of my old sketches in my studio the other day. It was nice to see some of the good things I have done, but it was even better to see the bad and know that I've improved. There is a lot of old work and sometimes I feel like just tossing it. However, when I look back it's like reading a journal of what I was interested in drawing or painting. I am not very good about keeping a journal so my work is a great way to reflect on my years of art. The two drawings that st