So, I'm one of those direct gals who calls a spade is a spade, and well... it’s been over a year since I last posted here on this design blog.  There have been ample design ideas and inspiration to share, but I simply have not made the time. While there were many occasions I debated sharing a quick post, I also began to realize just how many design blogs already exist, put out by people who dedicate a phenomenal amount of focus and thoughtful attention to blogging…which isn’t my priority. Not now. Maybe never.

I have decided to redirect this blog to something hopefully more unique. A little over a year ago, I started painting. Painting is not new to my world. As the granddaughter of a working artist, painting was an outlet in my life before I could read or write. Last year, I had a rapidly growing staging business and found myself severely lacking in sufficient art – especially large scale art – to keep up with demand. So I started painted my own pieces. And as so often happens in life, opportunity begets opportunity. People started inquiring about the pieces, and I quickly found myself painting for private clients and a home décor boutique in Dallas. One year on, I’m searching for ways to fit more time for painting in my life. I recently secured a dedicated studio space in a rural town and finally have the room I need to (hopefully) execute some of the concepts that have been bouncing around in my ever-wandering mind.

A large window occupies prominent position in the front of my studio and I have started rotating some of my art there. I was using it to exhibit finished art, but as I’ve had time to reflect, I have resolved to post some of my works-in-process along with a QR code that will bring viewers to this blog, where they can read about the piece and where I am in my creative process.  It’s my small effort to make art more approachable, although this endeavor has the potential to backfire and create stress. I am one of those artists who prefers to keep each piece under wraps until I’ve deemed it fit for public consumption, so this will certainly push me out of my comfort zone.  My fear: passersby may think I’ve gone mad, not realizing my work is being intentionally shown in an unfinished state. I can just hear them now, “Who does she think she is?!” And the accountability: those inevitable occasions where I just couldn’t leave a piece alone and end up taking it from good to abysmal. You know what they say about the best laid plans? Well, that happens to me more than I care to admit. Art is not a perfect process. It’s not unusual to fail miserably with a concept, just as it’s not uncommon to accidentally bump your way into something beautiful and brilliant. In this sense, art is a metaphor for life…or at least my life.

So I will share all these ideas here. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Please go gently on me. :)

First up: The Long Journey.

The Long Journey is the name I’ve given the piece I was playing with on Mother’s Day. If you follow my Instagram account, you know that Mother’s Day is never an easy day for me, and so I found myself whiling the day away messing around with shades of pink. This was the state of the painting when I left for the day:


There had been no plan other than the colors and my intention to experiment for the first time with several different paint mediums. I returned the next day for a few final blending layers and ended up with this:


There is considerably more depth and shading in person than my iphone camera is able to capture. This was another one of those days where a few surprise elements caused me to redirect my efforts, and I found myself assigning more intention to my brushstrokes than I had planned. Like most of my paintings, this painting can be enjoyed from any side, but I seem to prefer this orientation, which gives it a bit of an abstract landscape feel.