I sit in a car. A lot. It is not my favorite thing to do. At all. On good days I can lay hold of the fact that all this driving around is actually due to great blessing in my life - *an active, healthy, involved-in-everything teenager. *lots of classes in neighboring towns guiding women … Continue reading The Traffic Can Wait
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The Verge of Chaos
I sat there in front of a photograph on the wall. Straddling a cushioned cube at a local hangout spot, I was drawn to draw him. Ruffly shirt, dark eye peering out of stark value shifts. My own eyes tracing the shapes, the connections between shapes, the value shifts, squinting in order to see better. … Continue reading The Verge of Chaos
Curbed Beauty
For weeks on end I marvel and enjoy in my living room a gazillion branches shooting out in a most pleasing shape, draped with twinkly lights and sparkly ornaments. I never once consider the base, the foundation, the structure from which all these balsam branches emanate. Well, maybe once, as my son lifted the tree … Continue reading Curbed Beauty
Oh No… I think I’ve ruined it!
This is such a regular thought that goes marching through my head as I create, that I am used to it now, and I've even grown to expect it. It wasn't always so. There were years that a fair panic would nearly shut me down completely when this thought would blaze its way into my … Continue reading Oh No… I think I’ve ruined it!
A New Year Brings Change…
Dear friend and fellow creatives! A New Year has rolled in and along with it a plethora of ideas are swirling in my head! I have so much to share with you! As I noted in my last newsletter, the Knitterly Arts Newsletter will be changing. In fact, tomorrow I will be sending out the first … Continue reading A New Year Brings Change…
Roadside Word Picking
New Year's Eve...I love Eve's. They feel like that timeless space of hovering right before warp speed takes over. The eve of something begs for preparation, anticipation, reflection... a mindfulness about the next day and all that it will usher in. Christmas Eve feels like that, and so does New Year's Eve. The living room … Continue reading Roadside Word Picking
Could It Be?
Could it be, in these small un-arted hours, beauty is wrought? Could it be, in dishes and diapers, laundry and lunches, heaven is laid out? Could it be, in lack and leanness, provision is lavished? Could it be, in faces - not fancies - that fullness is found? Could it be, as I embrace the … Continue reading Could It Be?
What I Really Want for Christmas
The month of December is filled with distractions. I'm moving from here to there to yonder with increased speed. Lights and tinsel pulling my eyes from where my feet are planted. To-do lists lengthening with each passing day. Longings abound for more provision, more peace, and an ability to make just the right holiday celebration … Continue reading What I Really Want for Christmas
Every Common Bush
Earth is crammed with heaven, and every common bush afire with God; but only he who sees takes off his shoes." -Elizabeth Barret Browning I'm waking early these days. I haven't been able to pinpoint why until this morning. Usually, when I start waking up early, it's due to worries and cares vying for brain … Continue reading Every Common Bush
Nothing to Prove, Everything to Share
Just like oozly watercolors on paper, the colorful mind of an artist can turn to mud with the introduction of just one wrong thought. You don't think of it as a "wrong" color to add in the mix with all the rest. You think "oh I'm just assessing the work", "I'm just analyzing" or "I'm … Continue reading Nothing to Prove, Everything to Share