Thursday, February 25, 2010


A year ago today that my sweet baby girl Abbie from next door died-any wonder I started painting angels today without even thinking about it??? I have missed that little girl more than I can say and my heart is torn to shreds for her parents. I can't imagine what they feel every day-I don't think time HEALS I think you only learn to deal with it.....and I think you cling to the lessons someone left you and maybe life becomes a little bit sweeter and maybe you are more tender with the people that show up in your life. And here is another thing I have realized-at the same time I have little time to spend with people who are manipulative and controlling....I no longer want to expose myself to that or the hurt that comes from it. Life is too short, it is too easy to dump your pain on someone else and I won't be around that anymore. There are so many sweet things that to wrap your heat in thorns and demands and the way you think things SHOULD be as opposed to the way they are-therein lies a dangerous path. I am glad that that little girl touched my heart and there will forever be a piece of it missing becaus eshe left us too soon...

Thursday, February 18, 2010


I am trying new things all the time..and old things are coming back. I cleaned out my closet and gave away some old stuff in an effort to create new in my life-=too many selfhelp shows+= only to find I really needed some of it and don't have the budget to replace it. Funny how you think you are doing something great for yourself and suddenly-boom-comes back to get you!! Any way from the sculptures I have itched to do more gold and wings and whimsy-hence this angel!

Wednesday, February 17, 2010


today I got to spend all day fooling around with my paper machie girls and painting and it was sooo much fun!!!!!!!!!!!! I made a huge mess and everyone is eating hot dogs tonight but I messed around making wings and clay baked stars and birds and glittered and painted and if thats all I got to do for the rest of my life I would be in heaven

Tuesday, February 16, 2010


To wing or not to wing?? I think I will wing her as she needs a little more glitz-where would I be without glitter. I wish I could glitter myself every morning-it just seems so special. Just gives everything a magic sparkle that pleases the eye. When the trees are glittered with that icy snow-doesn't it just make the whole world seem enchanted???? i hope my little guys do that

Monday, February 15, 2010


Here is another Mothers Day painting. I love the tender moments-although maybe I should do one of my 14 year old and I have an argument in the car while she texts and I listen to NPR-maybe a little more realistic!!??

Sunday, February 14, 2010


I miss babies-I love my kids but man I miss them as babies. I have started admiring every baby I see-and probably annoying their parents as I rush up on them with joy anywhere from target to a coffee shop. Actually most are totally understanding and I think it is the last hurrah of hormones raging!!! I don't think I enjoyed it enough when I has it. I was too concerned about keeping up with my career and my life, to selfish too just give in for a couple of years and enjoy. I went into rehearsal 7 days after my youngest was born!!!! I so wanted to prove I could have and do it all...not that I regret it the show was fab and the role was great and Nicos survived-but I wish I could have slowed down a bit and remembered to just be with it.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Paper People!! I have a whole bundh of these-a collection of angel grandmas which I adore and love doing but don't seem to gather much attention-however just saw a call for paper people in a magazine so I am gonna send a couple of mine for fun. I used to have them hanging on the wall as you went down the stairs-but then the puppy noticed them and I am afraid my Grandmas got a little chewed up. Anyway, its fun to start adding in glitter and tissue and gold leaf--

Wednesday, February 10, 2010


Still working on the hands-hands are a b----. but I like the feeling of it. I moved all my stuff up to the sunporch and WOW!!! Why I didn't paint up there before now I do not know. The only drawback is the kitchen and Laundry room stare at me all day ready to be picked up-and I try. I do try. I stare back at them with every intention and before I know it I have wandered off with a paintbrush. I suppose I COULD go put some clothes away right now instead of blogging..I wonder why Laundry isn't fun. It is great to have clean clothes and clean sheets are one of my favorite things in the world-especially right off the line in the spring........but lets face it NOT fun!!!

Tuesday, February 9, 2010


I need blog followers. It suddenly occurred to me that I am writing to noone. Not that I really mind, I talk to myself an awful lot anyway but it seems sad that my little babies are here to see and no one wees them. This is something I have been thinking a lot about lately-how to be SEEN and how I can SEE people more. How many times have I overlooked someones essence only to find how blessed it is later.....How many experiences fear has kept me from fully feeling and living. That theme keeps coming up lately through other people, situations, little kicks in the rear from the universe. It is kind of a fun thing to happen as everyday it seems my windshield on the world is getting windexed a little more and the view is alot better than I thought it would be!!

Thursday, February 4, 2010


As my mind and heart are exploding with new ideas and new ventures which I am eagerly pursuing-my mind seems incapable of remembering details. I have totally lost two paintings and must remember what safe place I put them in because one is sold. The other was going to The Mpls Institute of Arts-but I had to pick a different one. It is soooo frustrating. I need a better system of organization. It is just when I am done with one I put it from my mind and move on. Now with all these forward actions that I am putting into the world I think I must make notes to myself-perhaps on stickeys so I can wear them and people can remind my