Slinging Stones

I cried in the bathtub last night. My dear husband lit candles, poured in extravagant amounts of bubble bath, and set a cup of ice water on the small wooden stool my grandpa hand-carved. Earlier in the day I had hopes of a nice, relaxing bath to end the week. Instead, I sat in the…

Brown Moments

My entire life I have loved colors. When picking markers for school, or adulthood, give me the classic or bold sets. No pastels, no muted tones. I want emerald, azure, raspberry. Give me the vivacious reds, purples, yellows. I want strong statement colors. I never liked the brown, tan, peach or gray. Neutrals often felt…

Mess before Masterpiece

Before the lovely comes the mess..While I take photos for my profession, I love to play at various forms of art. And here is the thing I have found to be uniform across almost all mediums. The process is messy..Block printing-messy, wood carving-messy, chalk art, writing, watercolors-messy, messy, messy. Before the reveal of a finished…