Sarah Ahearn Soft spoken, gentle, encouraging and open.She shared ten years of her journal/art evolution with us. Her work has such lightness and depth, a richness that atfirst was not apparent to me until I began to studythe layers and layers and fine details of her paintings.See her work here. We are so pleased to […]
Judy, Judy, Judy… Play all day, upside down faces,painted in vivid colors, tracing hands,secret writing, sealed envelops. All of it unfinished waiting for thenext layers, collage, words, paint.
Illuminating, transformative, fearless, playful mojo. Judy, Judy, Judy… Judy Wise is the wisest, most real artist Ihave ever had the pleasure to meet. She is soreal and so wonderful and her hugs are the stuffof legend. See her work here. I leaned, froze, stretched, cried and shoutedyippee at the end of this day. Collage, paint, […]
I was packing art supplies for the Squam Retreat today and this is howmy mind feels. Be prepared?? Or too prepared. I am trying to go with the no expectations feeling but want to makesure I have what I need. Can’t wait really, nervous and excited at the same time, shouldbe so much fun. I […]
The flue knocked me down for a second go roundand I spent another week feeling utterly exhausted. Finally, finally I am back to my old self. Not havingposted for more than a week I felt like a littleplay time with Adobe was in order. Following Karen Michel’s instructions from herbook “Green Guide For Artists” about […]
The studio table was full of small sewn collage piecesto work on when the flu struck me down for a solid week. I need to pick up the colored pencils and gel pens an begin again. The weather is gorgeous this labor day and there are fresh tomatoesto pick on the vine. The gardens need […]
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While walking the dogs last night in our neighbor’spasture we witnessed a sight we had not seen before. We don’t know if it was because of the torrentsof rain we’ve been getting, or just that wedon’t normally walk at dusk. In the sky were hundreds and hundreds ofdragonflies, black and white dragonflies,swarming around our heads, […]
The humidity from the hurricane is upon us herein New England. Too stuffy to breathe, too heavy tolet us sleep. Even the bullfrogs were silent. In the hour before dawn I snapped this photoof the float on the still pond. The sky the blue-black of pre-dawn and the water like a piece ofglass. Swimmers started […]
The words to this song by Joni Mitchell have beenin my head for days. Perhaps it is becauseI feel like I am embarking on a new artisticjourney and looking back at past dreamsand new dreams to come. Lazy hot sunny summer days give us timeto wander when it’s to hot to moveor think. Wandering and […]