Wonderland

On its best days the world feels like a wonderland. An orchestra of sounds floating on the wind. So much to see in this beautiful world. I look forward to slowing down to see it all. Seeing the world through my children's eyes has reminded me what a wonderland it truly is.

Have a wonderful weekend.

Visit Lea to see a wonderland of weekworders.

rainy day

Playing inside on a rainy day.

It is always so exciting to start something new. So exciting that I work quickly and don't think knowing that it will all come together later. It is more fun to have big plans then it is to execute them with great thought and consideration. Honesty comes quickly.

THANK YOU!!!!!

I am so excited to receive these beautiful works from Aimee and Esti.

So amazing to see them in person and to get to hang them in my home!

Thank you both and yours will be arriving shortly.

Home

Quite simply.

Home.

Look at Alexandra's site for other "weekworders"

FRIDAY

I've been digging in the dirt more than I've been working.

It is nice to spend time with the birds, bugs and worms. They are my kind of folk.

Weekword

Fake

Cheers

The way things are is so much better than we could make them.

The way things are at Nana's house is the way they should be.

Spring days

There is nothing better than the smell of warm dirt and to look up and see green everywhere.

I feel like I am in a dream after a long quiet gray winter. I understand why the birds sing and the flowers open and smile to the sun.

Words

My work is about relationships: The truth, the made to look like, the what you thought it was, the what it actually is.
Animal qualities make my characters appear innocent and at first whimsical and safe. Later they reveal an unexplained tension.
They are not overly-dramatic; they are subtle, almost sneaky.
They walk on their tiptoes.
They tell stories, they keep secrets, they dance and sing, they comfort one another, they ignore,they control.
They are innocent and they are guilty.
They are vessels filled with memories, doubt, fear, and happiness.
They are mothers. They are fathers. They are children. They are all children.
The lines that hold them together also keep them apart.

rainy tuesday