Today is my mommy's birthday. Had she lived, she'd be 66. She hated having a birthday so near Christmas. She always felt like she missed out on something, having the two blurred together by only 3 days. If someone so much as wrapped a birthday gift in Christmas paper, you'd hear about it. She's been... Continue Reading →
Many people believe that making art or creating artful spaces is "hard work" for "serious artists." I think that if it seems like "hard work" you are missing the point entirely. Here's my radical idea: creating and curating beauty should be FUN. It should be delightfully, deliriously liberating. It should be obsessive, though not necessarily... Continue Reading →
I love when people ask me if my 138-year-young home is “haunted”; this, in fact, is one of the most frequent questions I encounter. Yes. Yes. It. Is. It is happily haunted. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. Every house, new or old, contains its own unique energy. It either works for you... Continue Reading →
The Bunny Business is over. It was a great success. And I am so very tired. My Lupus is not a fan of big, elaborate, multi-day, burn-the-candle-on-both-ends activities. To show its displeasure, my body is now acting out like a miserable, moody teenager. I am so off-kilter that while making dinner last night, I tripped... Continue Reading →
Me and my trusty glue gun have been all fired up lately, making beautiful new things and mending beautiful old things. Yet. There are things I can not fix with my glue gun. And they trouble me. I cannot fix the ugliness streaming bountifully from the tiny orange man in the big white house in... Continue Reading →
My Dearest Muse, Greetings, salutations and big ole' hugs! I am so excited that you are here! We are going to write and make beautiful things together! And channel the divine love and inspiration of the whole Universe! And discover my true calling and life's purpose! I know you are excited too. Thank you, and blessings, and, by all... Continue Reading →
I spend a lot of my time thinking about either one of two topics: deepening my connection to the love and light of the Universe, or creating beautiful things and spaces. Lately, I’ve been trying to reconcile these two seemingly disparate passions. Aren’t people who are “spiritual” supposed to be unconcerned with material things? Then... Continue Reading →
Old, Pretty, and Slightly Broken 