Listening

The smallest space on my studio table seems to be enough to tell a story.  A bunch of buttons, paint swatches and a new painting complete.  I wasn’t so sure about this painting just before the last layer.  Was it done?  Had I messed it up?  Had I lost faith? I...

Tune Up

So, on Sunday I came home after church and a quick unsuccessful search for free wood chips and I saw that my neighbor Eli was tending to his garage sale.  Eli is a bike wizard.  Just for fun, he and a buddy  have rounded up dozens of secondhand bikes, fixed them up...

Seed Love

Two years ago a dear friend gave me a birthday card dotted with kind words and seeds.  All I have to do is soak the handmade paper card, plant it in the ground and tend to the growth.  Finally they are in the garden. Why has it taken so long?  I hope it’s not to...

Pop!

From one day to the next, poppies pop.  They go from tight fuzzy buds bursting at the seams to this papery magnificence that only lasts a short time.  Poppies teach me to pay attention, to anticipate the pop and to savor every wondrously colorful moment of their...

See shell

This seashell has been sitting on my table where I see it every morning.  And, I don’t see it.  Not really.  And then the other day I was talking with my artist friend Karen and she was talking about the six patterns in nature.  What are they?  I suddenly got...