Friday, July 17, 2015

J is for Jaguar

J is for Jaguar
Yep, it is another letter J. I figured since J is a popular letter, it was time to design another one.
So what should this Jaguar's name be as he resides in the jungle? 
Why Joshua of course!

Saturday, July 4, 2015

Owl & Cat

Owl & Cat
This one is inspired by my grandson, Oliver. He is 2 1/2. He has lots of stuffed animals, among them an owl and cat. He hands them to me and says "Make them talk, grandma!" and of course, I do.

A little over a month ago, I started to do a sketch of Owl and Cat on an adventure. The sketch stayed dormant for a while, until at my husband's insistence, it came to life. 

F O R   O L I V E R

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Women of Creativity: Four Artists, Four Perspectives

I was offered an opportunity to show my work with three other artists that I had worked with at American Greetings at the Beck Center for the Arts in Lakewood, Ohio. That was nice enough, but fellow artist Terry Flores came up with a great idea for the Beck Center to make videos feature artists that exhibit with them.

Here is that video!

T H A N K S   T E R R Y !

Monday, June 22, 2015

P is for Penguin

P is for Penguin
 Every time I do a show, I see a need to do another version of a letter.  In this case it is the letter P.  The other two P's were more feminine in nature. 

So for the last week or so, I have been racking my brain to come up with another P.  
I had thought penguin, but to make the P seemed problematic.  
Finally, another P word came to mind: pennant! 
A patterned pennant at that!

Sunday, June 7, 2015

Bicycle Bouquet

Bicycle Bouquet

I was visiting an old friend of mine in New Jersey. We both met when we were 4 years old. This past Christmas, he had suffered a heart attack. The doctors did not think he was going to make it. Fortunately, he did. 

We had the chance to go down memory lane. Part of that trip was how we use to ride our bikes to places like the "little store" in Garwood, or through the endless roads in Fairview Cemetery by the Ghost Pond on Gallows Hill Road, or just into town to the Five and Ten for some kind of treasure.

I don't have many chances to go back to New Jersey, let alone my home town of Westfield.
It was there I had learned to ride my bike by the age of 5. Bikes were the essential way of getting around as a kid. As time passed, I road my bike all over town, where summers would fly by sailing on my Schwinn, never knowing what adventure would lie ahead.

This one is for you, Fred.

Saturday, May 16, 2015

Y is for Yellow Bird

Y is for Yellow Bird

The Letter Y is a tough one. Don't believe me, just check the dictionary. Okay, Yak, maybe, but I was not in a Yak mood. 

My husband calls me Yellow Bird sometimes. That is a long story in itself. So here is a yellow bird standing in the shape of the letter Y.  A stretch, I must confess, but I have only one other Letter Y and I thought it would be nice to have some variety there. 

Saturday, April 25, 2015