Wednesday, September 23, 2020

Tuesday, September 22, 2020


 Since for weeks now (months?) I have been creating simple postcards to send to my grandson in Utah and friends, students, family--even friends of friends--, I thought maybe it was time to post some of them just for fun. So starting today, the intention is to post daily for a while. Let's see how that goes :)

Saturday, September 19, 2020

March 15, 1933--September 18, 2020

My mother told me to be a lady. And for her, that meant to be your own person, to be independent. (RBG)

Extrapolating from this means to me to do the research, to think for yourself, to have integrity in all things, to be clear and still respectful, to listen, to care, and, still, as John Lewis said to "get in good trouble."

Let us honor this great woman by continuing her work, with grace and "being a lady."

Wednesday, September 16, 2020


Creation starts with vision. Vision is a dream fed by desire and fueled by direction from the heart. I know many folks are having trouble getting started on just about anything with the many deterrents in our current world climate. As Constantin Brancusi said, "Ti see far is one thing, going there another."

It takes a lot of action, a great deal of work usually, to achieve what it is we say that we want. Yet dedication to vision leads us to the highest of aspirations.

In the past week I have been blessed to be witness to some folks who have had not only a vision, but the dedication to pull it off. I can only hope to aspire to the same. My long range vision has been the same for many years now. At times it overwhelms me in the vastness of its scope. And, yet, somehow, I always return to it. Causing what I love and what matters most to me through my art, my writing, and even my connections with others to come into being is at the core of this vision. Sharing this life filled with all the joyful qualities of living a full, rich life of integrity and purpose is basic. 

Where will this take me in the coming days? I'm starting simply. We'll see.

Thursday, September 10, 2020


Guess I need to begin today's blog by making an apology for any strangeness. Google has really changed the entire way one posts and I find it really strange. It's all kind of a mess (somewhat like the pile of pieces on my workspace today.) Like the strangeness of the smoke-filled air has an effect on many of this is that is unsettling (like we need anything more to be unsettling in these troubling times) the strangeness of the new format is kind of pushing my buttons.

I'm sure that eventually I will get some kind of a handle on this and just like learning to live with issues of Covid-19, there will be ways not only to survive but to thrive . In the meantime, though, I've just gotta say, "Seriously?"


Tuesday, September 8, 2020


After a night filled with wakefulness we awoke here in Laguna to grey skies that just never dissipated. Put me in mind to just laze with a good book, but, luckily I received an reorder for some cards I had made based on long ago art.

Betty bought one card from me at the Sawdust MANY years ago, but has decided in the interim to make it her "signature" card. I am flattered and have filled several orders for her over the years.

But, alas! I am now just too far down the line computer-wise from the original image file. This meant I had to do some quick thinking and finally found a way to retrieve and fill her order. WHEW!

The lesson for me? Don't always be moving on so fast. You never know when an old image will be someone's fave.

Wednesday, September 2, 2020


Families. Sometimes a blessing. Sometimes a curse. Always ours to cherish.

During this pandemic, many have lost members of their families, either family of origin or close family friends. Those of us fortunate not to have to say this hold our friends and family dear. Yet, even as we hang on tight to our loved ones, we should never forget how tenuous these bonds are. Gratitude and the occasional reminder to tell those close to us just how much we value their presence in our lives can be a part of each day.