marching on

Close your eyes and listen.  

Spring in Maine sounds better than it looks.

International Women's Day

Many months back I came across a trailer for the film, Lost in Living. Today, the film is being streamed live in honor of International Women's Day.  If you are a mom and an artist, writer, or maker you may find some solace in knowing that you are not alone.  Celebrate your creative self and click on the link to watch the entire film today.

seeing red

Looking up in winter is one of the few places to experience vibrant color outdoors.  Some mornings are rewarded with the most intense red in the sky.  Just five minutes after I took this photo, the sky reverted to a grey which persisted throughout the day.  It was worth that early morning wake up from the dogs.

Hibernating away over the last couple of weeks in the snowy confines of Maine, I have pulled out my sewing machine and needles and thread for a bit of handwork.  Sometimes coffee and piecework next to a fire or in front of a movie seem to be a better option than sitting on a hard stool surrounded by the smell of oil paints in a chilly studio. 

A dress made from a red chambray, knocked off from one in a fancier fabric that I'd purchased last year.  It was the first time that I'd ever copied a dress, and happily it worked out just right!  I made the dress on the machine, but hand stitched the neckline and key hole at back.

This is an old treasure that I found in a thrift store years ago.  It has served as inspiration for many a sewing project.

A throw-sized blanket pieced with old cashmere sweaters and backed with a beautiful voile print.  Entirely hand sewn.  L doesn't understand not using the machine to sew, but I find there is something very meditative about making every stitch by hand.  Perfect for staying warm during the 'arctic vortex'!

some new work

both oil on panel, 18x18"

still pondering over titles