Sleepy Hallow
Not quite cold enough to hideaway
Yet the gloominess permits us to simply, stay.
Contemplative in mind while engaging in a pursuit
The dark romance of this time - covered in a veil of seasonal soot.
The Hallow is open, breathing and receiving
As if it’s dying but with its heart still beating.
Officially, scited
In 3 weeks, I'll introduce my first abstract painting collection to my community. I'm scited.
I've had a lot of support for this event - many messages, well wishes, and guidance. Sometimes I wonder if the show is the somber piece of the process. Is this why actors don't watch their movies, or why fashion designers barely walk on stage after a show?
Current Schedule
During my summer of housewifery, I have a new appreciation for maintaining a schedule. Since my plate is currently void of a 9 to 5, per se, I’ve developed a rudimentary, child-like schedule to keep my time and mind focused. My opening Art Reception on October 3rd is a priority. So, ample studio time is necessary. However, I didn’t want my studio time to feel like a drawn-out fire drill. In this season of life, time needs to be condensed, focused, and quick. I’m making, creating, and moving on.
About Returning Home Art Opening
On Thursday, October 3rd I will introduce my first abstract painting collection to the public. As my friend Leah would say, I’m scited (scared and excited). The timing of this fell into my lap in a dramatic, yet seamless way. I’ve been loosely planning these ideas for so long that I may have lost sight of why I wanted to expose my art in the first place. It wasn’t until recently that I’ve been given a chunk of time to develop my tiny seed vision.
Get Your Hands Dirty
Artists cherish their tools, fostering an intimate relationship with them. Chefs, hair stylists, makeup artists, ceramicists, mechanics, surgeons... The list goes on, encompassing identities that rely on their tools.
Create or Zone Out?
I know I have a long road to authentic creative recovery. I feel it's been hibernating for decades. Truly, decades.
Guilt of a Housewife
A Saturday at Main Street Modern in Canton Ohio. This is my place to immerse myself if color, textures, interiors, and art.
The Shoulds
It sucks when the grand ideas do not land on the day you planned for the grand ideas to march in. God is laughing.
First Journal Entry
My journal entries will expose elements of life + art that inspire my paintings. May include but not limited to colors, puns, tears, food, and what I wear.