nature

Quelled

rapid little heart so undone thrashes fragile feathered chest, wings frantically fan fiery fear seen and unseen so in need of just one word held quelled in tender hands cupped and quiet

Of Birds and Parenting

Scampering around in the grass barefoot, my son suddenly squealed and leapt for the concrete patio.  I went to inspect the source of his alarm:  a quivering huddle of feathers. He assumed it was dead like another hapless victim, a naked nestling, we found earlier that evening on a nearby rock. But as I knelt…Read more Of Birds and Parenting

Colorado Magic

From the intricate details of a Columbine wildflower to skies soaring over mountain peaks, Colorado is truly a magic place. I am prone to sudden and frequent exclamations to my children, "Do you realize how blessed we are to live here!?" As I roam my home state, chasing after my kids' baseball games this summer, wonder and gratitude…Read more Colorado Magic

New Things I Declare

I tried, I really tried. Inspired by the beautiful traditional watercolors exhibited at the 2014 Sunny Vista Art Show in Colorado Springs and by some brilliantly-hued tulips, I tried to paint slowly, intentionally and in a sort-of-traditional style. I couldn't completely control my spontaneous bursts of energy, so I knew I wasn't going to fully succeed…Read more New Things I Declare

Limited edition fine art prints (new prices and sizes)

I make art to express my heart and to touch other people’s hearts. I long to capture those “fragments of light” I see lying all around me in the everyday world; and if I can help you see them, too, I fall asleep happy at the end of a day. Art speaks to my soul, and…Read more Limited edition fine art prints (new prices and sizes)

Light & Dark – Artist Process

For the last year-and-a-half I've walked an artistic tightrope, balancing between the delicate, spontaneous vibrancy of watercolors, and the dramatic, expressive quality of black charcoal line. I love both. Neither feels complete to me without the other. I “killed” more than a few pieces when the charcoal reared a more menacing head than I intended and over-powered…Read more Light & Dark – Artist Process

Long Road Home

Sometimes hope stumbles on the rocks and shatters. We give all we have, and it is not enough. We climb a steep, uphill trail, straining with all our might towards a goal. Willing to pay the price, we breathe the sharp thinning air of high altitude; feel the ache in our bones of pushing harder…Read more Long Road Home

Springtime Summons

tender leaves uncurl fragile dreams clutched tight through darkest night alight and touch the sky and I, I tremble in their summons like a leaf my soul unfurls, shakes off winter’s lull with a sigh, I realize just how sleepy I have been

“Beautiful Things”

  She was just a few paces past 40 when she stared down widow-hood like a looming spectral in the night. Her husband, also in his early forties, ran regularly at a local track. One day, with no prior health issues, he suddenly collapsed. Another runner raced to his side and performed CPR until emergency…Read more “Beautiful Things”