Next Up, Cherry Creek: Sept 4-6

On the road again....... here we come Denver. Cherry Creek was moved to Sept (you know because Covid was supposed to be over with!) I'll be parked at Booth #201 with my mask on, fully vaccinated, ready to sell you art. Here's the website.

It's been hot and heavy in the garden and I've been making the most out of garden pests by capturing them and bringing them into the studio. I found 6 tomato hornworms on our 60 or so plants, to that's not too bad. They are so darn wondrous and beautiful to paint. Man, do they poop a lot (painted that too)

Hatched out Tomato Hornworm Moth from the Garden.

Shape Shifter

Summer Shows in Full Swing

Ann Arbor, the Original, July 15-17th

Charlevoix Waterfront Art Fair, August 14


 Summer shows are, for the most part, happening. So come on out and pay us a visit. I don't think I've ever had so much work to show before.......

Old Town Art Fair is ON!!! June 12-13 in Chicago.


 It's been so long since I've been in an art show and so we've been waiting patiently for the first one to be confirmed. And it has! Old Town Art Fair in Chicago is June 12-13. Visit their website.

I am thrilled to get a chance to set up my booth again. My husband, Andy, and I were getting very used to being homebodies and toiling away in our studios. As the weather started on warm up, we were only half looking forward to hitting the road again. It seems we were getting used to the idea of hunkering down on the farm. But once I heard that the show was on, I felt a volt of excitement flush through my body. I can't wait to see my artist friends and show everything I've been making. 

Who Knows What Comes Next


 Spring is here, that I know. The ground has erupted in color and branches are started to be obscured by leaves budding out. We have a summer and fall show schedule but it's all up in the air, so I will wait a little to post it. I don't know what the next few months will be like, but I know I'll either be painting or in the garden. Either way, my hands will be dirty. That's nice.

New Life in the Dead of Winter

 Here's to new beginnings. 
We've made it through this year and we'll see what this next one brings. Hopefully we can find it in ourselves to heal and come together, which is not easy. But it takes little steps, patience and most of all forgiveness. I don't say any of this from a place of preaching, more like from the fox hole. As I watch the campaign signs slowly, slowly, being taken down around our farm, either by human hands or the winter weather; I am reminded of what it used to look like. Just houses and land occupied by animals and people. I know the harsh feelings still pulse beneath the surface but we have to get on with it. Life keeps moving along.

Finally Turned on the Heat in the House

Painting the very last sunflower, now they are officially bird food.


This is the happiest tomato I met this summer, and Yes, I painted him. It's a him, I'm pretty sure.

If you came to the farm this summer, tomatoes were forced upon you. We grew over 3500 of them.

Recognize some of those tarps? They are our show tents and it's the only time they got used this year.... Sigh.... to keep the frost from killing the peppers and tomaotes.

 So, the temperature is majorly dropping tonight. The garden is just about done, with the hardiest to scrape through for few more weeks or so. I'm doing more night painting with less daylight and the stress to paint everything inch of still green life is growing stronger. Every year, I do this to myself. I demand that I paint everything I couldn't get to during the summer. My studio fills with jars of nearly dead flowers that I keep on life support for the sake of my art. And yet, everyday, I scold myself for failing to catch all the falling leaves and check the weather for killing temps. Never mind that I've worked my butt off all summer gardening and painting, but the feeling of on-coming cold and darkness really comes on thick. Deep breath. I will do what I can do...... at least I made my bed this morning.

At least ONE thing is going right this year.


My husband and I have been pouring ourselves into our garden seeing as we can't go to too many places anymore. Our shows are canceled but we are still plugging along and painting away. With everything tumbling around us, at least we get to have our family and friends stop by and pick up some produce. Thank you to everyone who has kept in touched and purchased work.