Majestical – a Journey

Oh I really can’t tell you how amazing it feels to be painting something besides the ‘Enormity’…. something without quite so much weight to it.  Since Inktober I have found I am drawing most nights still .. not whole pieces each day but some time each night with my pencil and pens, just creating from…

Studio Saturday – Will She Save It?

Well I have just spent hours and hours doing only things that feel good and nourishing and relaxing. It’s been an amazing day. First I pull out this sketch from several months ago and go to work, fleshing it out more and finally inking her. Sometimes I go weeks without using the Copics, busy with…

Look at me!!! Photography….

But Heather, you cry, you aren’t a photographer.  No, you are quite right, I decidedly am not.  However, a one man art machine requires some flexibility. So I paint A LOT and I draw A LOT.  Getting a drawing ready to have prints made is simple dimple, I crack out my Epson Perfection V600 and…

Color Me 2020! – New Release

Five Years Gestation for this one … that’s an old baby! I released Color Me 2015, almost exactly five years ago, and a few months past it occurrecd to me that I really did have enough material to launch a follow up. Thus, Color Me 2020 was born. These are a collection of older images…

Bernadette – She Sees You.

It seems most everything in my life is about Covid now … and the stress is remarkable. So far, no one in my family is sick, none of my immediate friends are sick … there is a very very real and very very nebulous suspense. When will it arrive? I feel the coolness of the…

A note on living with trauma

I am blessed with a wonderful friend – whom I write to every day. It is a grounding and beautiful experience, to have such a correspondence. This morning I struggled with my PTSD. This morning I was snatched away from my life in an instant and had to work my way back. This happens from…

I Plant My Feet and Magic Blooms

A few weeks ago I was meeting with friends and the question was posed – ‘What do you know for certain?’ This is a big question – monumental in many ways. Can I trust my senses? Can I trust my experiences, my recollections, even the lessons I’ve learned in the last 44 years? Can I…

All Thumbs – in Oil

Last year I fell in love with a man who swore he always hurt people – that he was ‘pregnant with disappointment’ and seemed helpless to be otherwise … a week after he returned the chair and tumbler I’d left at his home … the final totems of our year together, I had this dream….

Caring for the Soul Under Quarantine

I’ve been seeing the meme, you know the one, Mr. Rogers looking back at you with the quote: “When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news,” Rogers said to his television neighbors, “my mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are…

Jack and the Tales We Tell

Sun dapples her furrowed brow as she crunches through the apple, tiny mouth chawing and talking “But why are we doing this?” Blue tennis shoes, god they are filthy, scuffing at the hard packed dirt. I’ve told her why in so many ways. Words and hugs and songs and tears and still she always wants…