Hibernation Workshop

Exploring challenges, change, choice, roots and wishes last Sunday.










In the first of our Studio-to-stove experiences, we had a gathering of 7 to delve into bread making and play in new collage media techniques.



























Our next workshop is February 13th, Sunday from 1-4 (must arrive ahead of that) where we will create heart shrines and bake aphrodisiac sweets and spells. Let me know if you are interested soon because space has to be limited.

Hibernating journal

The bed as an alter




What happens when you close your eyes?

Planting and burying in the same strata where we have roots and dreams.


Listing things that drain me and things that restore my soul.





There is a time for every season...

Steps to forgive

I think I've stopped dissolving. My painting has gone through as many transformations as my flighty horoscope-gemini-mood-moon-calendar! First I was too illustrative, then unbearably dark and shadowy. A frustrated brainless attack left the paintings a surface victim. Now, after today, I find the line and color are resolving themselves. In my own life I am starting to feel less the protagonist in a dramatic short story, not as much in the guilt ridden shadows, and actually, eventually, more substantial and brilliant. It took measures such as confessional tea dates with very patient girlfriends, driving across states to help a bigger cause, spending time rooted with siblings, working the gratitude list, crying salty oceans, and telling myself over and over that I forgive me. I forgive me. I didn't do it perfectly, but I can believe in more joy.

A wild soul as landscape

6 x 6 inches, paint and collage text. Did I tell you my first ten years were spent living in the tropics? Haiti and Malaysia. I think it would be fun to re-visit each place and study the local art scene. I feel as though I might discover something about my artistic roots if I did that.