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Burning Motherhood Q...

Burning Motherhood Question… Fondly (new breastfeeding painting)

When my first little boy was born, I had ONE big burning motherhood question. One question above all over questions…   Throughout his young life I learned a bunch about parenting styles, health and such – but this ONE big burning question remained… and I want to share with you, in case this is YOUR […]

2 brand new breastfe...

2 brand new breastfeeding & babywearing paintings ~ studio mojo flowin’

I have two new mini original paintings to share with you. I have been a bit off track lately… consumed with information and interesting things to listen to in the studio while painting. It’s all good, but I had forgotten JUST HOW MUCH I ADORE (!!) painting while listening to music ~ nothing brings me back […]

Choose Art That Make...

Choose Art That Makes YOU Feel… 2 New Mini Paintings

I LOVE talking with mothers through email, facebook and instagram. Often I hear them fall in love with a piece, but worry that the hair color isn’t right, or that the mama in the painting doesn’t look enough like themselves… Here is what I encourage and celebrate: Choose Art that makes YOU feel something ~ you […]

No Hurry, No Worry ~...

No Hurry, No Worry ~ a brand new breastfeeding painting

A couple weeks ago I shared two EARLY pieces with you ~ Nourish & Nourish 2. And the NEW painting that they inspired: Star Light. All three of these original paintings have sold, find canvas and paper prints of Star Light here. I also shared with you an image of an in-process painting which was […]

Take A Moment: Home ...

Take A Moment: Home OR Work & New Mini Original Painting

Howdy! Here’s something I’ve finally figured out (it took years): When I think about what needs to be vacuumed, cleaned, folded, sorted and put away around the HOME ~ I feel fine and get ready to dig in… When I think about what needs to be packaged, uploaded, designed, painted, photographed or created in the […]

A Fertile Mind Witho...

A Fertile Mind Without A Place To Grow

a short(ish) blog: inserting a pondering into a sea of chatter A Fertile Mind Without A Place To Grow If I had a dime for every time I said “I’ll remember that when I wake up”, trust me, my husband would be retired right now. Countless, countless times I’ll be in bed, or standing in […]