With exceedingly great joy, I'm heading to Kenya next week! In so many ways it's a dream coming true. I last co-lead a team to Kenya in 2012, desperately missed being there for four years until I was able to visit last summer, and this year I'm again co-leading a Hope's Promise Connection Team. We'll…Read more Switching Gears – Studio (& Life) Update
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Finding My Voice… So Theirs Can Be Heard
All over the world, there are people who have no voice. Children drowning in poverty, women stripped of dignity, men pushed down where there are no safety nets. In dark corners of the world, they subsist day-to-day. Perhaps one of the greatest symptoms of the voiceless is that they lose the capacity to dream. I…Read more Finding My Voice… So Theirs Can Be Heard
Joy Hunt
Sr. Fidence was like a beautiful rose in my hand, but her fragrance drifted just beyond my grasp as she stood there barefoot, her white-draped physical being unable to contain an other-worldly joy. I didn't understand her at all. I wanted to, desperately. How, in the midst of despair and hardship, hunger and lack, did…Read more Joy Hunt
Huruma Means Mercy, Part 2
We leave the aching hope of the Mother Teresa compound for the teeming chaos of streets beyond. Now joining us – me; my Pamba Toto co-founder, business partner and dear friend, Debbie Lee; and her husband Brian - in the car is John, with a smile to shove back the darkest night. He directs us…Read more Huruma Means Mercy, Part 2
Hold Each Other
No, we won't allow him to get a tattoo or ear piercing. We are constantly nagging him if he sags his pants. It isn't about appearance. He's not a rebellious or defiant kid. He's just an ordinary American teenager, trying to figure out who he is. He's watching rappers and sports heroes, paying close attention…Read more Hold Each Other
Kitengela
Fall down the rabbit hole. Slip through the looking glass. Tip toe across the hanging bridge. However it is you arrive, this is most certainly a magical “other” sort of place. With each step, my eyes open wider and my soul expands. Once over the swinging bridge, glass mosaic underfoot, like a hint of what…Read more Kitengela
Redemptive Art
I wandered for many years, searching for the space where art, social justice, and faith interweave. For decades, I felt that art and social justice were separate compartments of my life; and I could not find overlap. I painted here and there, but focused the bulk of my energy on the urgent social justice issue of…Read more Redemptive Art