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Marching Along To the Beat of My Own Drum

Trying to lasso the wind to cool down your tea ends up with tea spilled everywhere and your hair a mess. It's the same with your artistic journey, trying to...

Marching Along To the Beat of My Own Drum

Trying to lasso the wind to cool down your tea ends up with tea spilled everywhere and your hair a mess. It's the same with your artistic journey, trying to...

The Only Good Goat This Side of the Moon

People are struggling to cope. The winter is hitting harder than usual. It's hard to believe that summer will come again. But I want you, dear reader, to know that...

The Only Good Goat This Side of the Moon

People are struggling to cope. The winter is hitting harder than usual. It's hard to believe that summer will come again. But I want you, dear reader, to know that...

Meteor Showers Bring August Magic

August's blog post where I talk a bit about my hiatus, creating new designs for a heat press, upcoming shows and meteor showers.

Meteor Showers Bring August Magic

August's blog post where I talk a bit about my hiatus, creating new designs for a heat press, upcoming shows and meteor showers.

Come Sit Under the Grow Lights With Me a While

Take some time today and reflect on how far you've come in whatever journey you're on right now. It's always interesting to look back on your own journey to try...

Come Sit Under the Grow Lights With Me a While

Take some time today and reflect on how far you've come in whatever journey you're on right now. It's always interesting to look back on your own journey to try...

Frozen in Time

You would think that, being an artist means that you have all the control right? Sometimes when I am inking a pencil drawing I mislay a line. There's no Undo...

Frozen in Time

You would think that, being an artist means that you have all the control right? Sometimes when I am inking a pencil drawing I mislay a line. There's no Undo...

Spring is sprung

"Spring is sprung, the grass is riz / I wonder where the birdies is" Isn't it funny how sometimes the thing you create lives on without you? Whether that thing is...

Spring is sprung

"Spring is sprung, the grass is riz / I wonder where the birdies is" Isn't it funny how sometimes the thing you create lives on without you? Whether that thing is...