Posts tagged abstract mixed media art
Seven Wonders of Oregon at Wallow Foundation

To say I love Oregon is an understatement.  I genuinely I cannot imagine dying in another state let alone living there.  So when Travel Oregon came out with their Seven Wonders of Oregon I couldn't not go.  As started to plan the trips that would get me out into some parts of Oregon I had never been I had no idea how integral some of these trips would eventually be.  Nor would I imagine the beautiful selection of paintings that would come from these experiences and just how beautiful they would be at Wallow Foundation. I wanted to share with you each of these pieces and how they came to be.

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Let Me Tell You a Thing or Two About "Time"

Now that I have some rules about how much social media I consume and a new place to do the work I have to start asking myself the even scarier question which is "what am I doing to sabotage myself and my career".   I won't go too far into that as it is it's own blog past entirely. I will say though, that as I clean up my business systems I am learning to look further inside of myself at what other factors might be at play here.

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Death is a Place: What My Aunts Passing Has Taught Me About My Art

I realize now that I have finally put that place down on paper, that it inspired me because so much of her best qualities were present there. She was an incredibly talented crafter.  She could make almost anything beautiful and during her children's young childhood made incredibly beautiful matching outfits for them. She loved endlessly.

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To My Grandmother's Disdain: Using Art to Heal Open Wounds

We have been spending some time on our  childhood trying to re awaken our inner child and I knew it was time to come back to the envelope in the drawer. I  pulled out those photos yesterday determined to find some goodness in them again.  As an artist my work focuses on the topics of queer identity, femininity and recovering lost memories.   It was time I took to those photos for contemplation.

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I Too Am An Artist: How An Hour In a Grade School Class Changed How I Feel About Art

She’d done it.  The tiny little stranger had looked inside my soul and found the words I never could.  You see, that has been my problem my whole life.  I have a whole lot of feelings going on inside and yet seem completely incapable of adequately expressing myself.  It was not until I was almost thirty and I started painting that I finally found a way to express all that I had going on inside. For me I felt like I was suddenly speaking a language people could understand.

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