Retreat

I have a friend who thinks that retreats intended for rest, renewal and spiritual growth are wrongly named. She thinks they should be called advances. She’s got a point. Particularly since I enjoyed a glorious retreat this last weekend at the C Gallery in Los Alamos, hosted by artist/owner and consummate hostess Connie . . . → Read More: Retreat

Home

Some say you can never go home again. But we did…twenty years or so ago when we revisited our homes in Spain where we had lived during the time we were stationed at the Rota Naval Base. As civilians, we weren’t allowed to live on base. Most of us settled into nearby communities . . . → Read More: Home

Done

Done! Not as in under done. Not in as over done. Just plain and simple done. I’m finally done…well almost. I’ve been working on restoring, actually reconstructing a Better Homes & Garden cookbook we received as a wedding present fifty-two years ago today – St Patrick’s Day. Over the years the familiar red . . . → Read More: Done

Art Day

Recently I hosted an art day….one of my most favorite things to do. Ordinarily I pack an art suitcase along with my regular bag, schlep everything to an airport, navigate a particular airport’s version of security, and fly to a distant destination. But last Saturday the art day was at my home. Twelve . . . → Read More: Art Day

Serenity

Some art activities are just soothing. They feel good, they smell good, they look good. Without too much effort. And sometimes they invite a kind of serenity because of what they express. That’s what I hoped when we introduced last week’s art activity at the Lighthouse, a year-long, faith-based residential treatment program for . . . → Read More: Serenity

Salt

The art workshops at the Lighthouse are a challenge for Theresa. Art doesn’t come naturally to her which often leads to frustration and a lack of confidence. She’s not necessarily alone so we purposefully offer a variety of art experiences for the ladies who are part of a year-long, faith-based residential treatment program . . . → Read More: Salt

Dreams

I seldom remember the dreams I have when sleeping. I’m far more in tune with what I call waking dreams, the dreams that enliven my imagination – the I wonder what ifs, the step by step planning of something I hope to create, or the myriad ideas of how to use the arts . . . → Read More: Dreams

Sitting

This last week I’ve spent hour after hour, day and day crawling on my knees, standing, bending over, and walking around my 8′ work tables creating paper lace pieces to support the Advent worship art at church. The smallest piece at left, a 4′ x 3′ hanging for the entrance, was relatively . . . → Read More: Sitting

Grateful Hearts

Thanksgiving is a season of gathering gratitude, spreading it feast-fashion around a table to be shared with family and friends…as well as the groaning table of festive foods that takes days to prepare and minutes to consume. It’s one of my favorite meals to cook. And one of my favorites to eat. But . . . → Read More: Grateful Hearts

By Design

Some things happen by design. Other things happen with the most sublime serendipity…even if there was a certain lightly sketched design for the day. An art day hosted by my friend Susan at her home last Saturday. Ten to four. Bring what ever you want to work on. Spend the day making art. . . . → Read More: By Design