A painting I titled Carried captured a particularly poignant moment in the journey of my soul, a moment that returned full circle last week when a pastor I've never met contacted me through my Facebook Art and Writing page. He asked for permission to share the painting with his congregation on Sunday. After I emailed…Read more “Fear’s Antidote”
Su on a boat in Ha Long Bay Allow me to share a story of hope with you. High in a Vietnamese mountain village, cheerful, brightly colored tribal clothing adorned a girl. But the orphaned child's eyes were dull, and the corners of her mouth inevitably turned downward. In her village, Su was known as “the girl…Read more God of The Details
Grieving With Those Who Grieve; 2021; 10" x 13"; mixed media: watercolor, acrylic, graphite, crayon. Today I grieve… For women widowed too soon and fatherless children, For victims of senseless violence and those who love them, For children wounded, battling lies embedded before conscious thought, For millions across the world who lack access to healthcare,…Read more Grieving With Those Who Grieve
Just Because You Can't See It, Doesn't Mean It's Not There; 2021; 12" x 20"; mixed media: watercolor, acrylic, water-soluble pastel, sidewalk chalk. Rising in a mighty crescendo of 14,000 feet above sea level, It was completely shrouded in blustery gray for days on end. "I promise, our own little fourteener is right there!" I…Read more Just Because You Can’t See It…
A collaborative piece in progress, with talented dancer Rachel Quiner as visual inspiration, and talented and beloved song-writer, singer, and daughter-in-law to be Janelle Thompson as musical inspiration... Coming soon with Janelle's beautiful, original worship song based on Isaiah 64:8. Becoming; 2021; 19" x 28"; watercolor & graphite.
Winter Wander; 2021; 11.75" x 16"; mixed media: graphite, watercolor, acrylic, crayon.
Wandering in a Winter Forest; 2021; 7.5" x 13'; mixed media: ink, watercolor, gouache, oil pastel, graphite. Grasses arc ochre, under frozen sheen, sparkling like the laughter of my grandma, bowing at her feet. I see her there, at a picnic table, her wisdom words still embedded in black, trusting limbs, still reaching under the…Read more Timeless
Even before 2020, the poorest of the poor in Zimbabwe faced seemingly insurmountable odds. Some of those people, like Linda*, lacking even a home after her husband died, fled to unoccupied stretches of land and constructed mud huts by hand. Even as Linda lost so much, though, she accumulated grandchildren as their parents died or…Read more Be Bold
I'd always dreamed of writing a book, a story to give someone hope to take the next step. In 2012, I started writing a fiction manuscript with the humble, first-step challenge to myself: Can I even string enough words together to create a full length manuscript? In thirty minute/day writing sessions, the story accumulated, very…Read more Take the Next Step