I Wish I Could…
Several years ago I was lamenting on Twitter about how I wished I could paint. Something, by the way, I've never really put much effort into trying or learning. For all I know, I'm a modern day Picasso in hiding.
Thinking Tree
Since coming to Seattle, I haven't found "my place". The place I can go to be alone, breathe, enjoy the sound of the water lapping on the shore. The place I can "hide" with my thoughts or my art journal.
Doodle Lessons – Meet My “Shiny” Inner Critic Buster
Today I kicked off the 2nd "Do The Doodle" 30 Day Challenge. Â If you haven't already, you can sign up here. Â It's going to be great fun and we've got a lot of NEW Doodlers joining us. I have a Doodle
Coloring Out Loud
I was never loud. Quite the opposite actually. Â I was quiet, shy, hoping to "fly under the radar", just fit in and not be noticed. I rarely raised my hand in class. Â I dropped out of choir when I found out I
Recapturing A Childhood Love
Here’s what I know: I love art, color and creativity. Somewhere along the childhood path something happened and that passion was lost.  The love affair ended.  The romance died. I guess over time I got used to “living without it”.  I suppose