There is Perfection in Imperfection

I am a Renaissance woman in more ways than one. The past 3 years and in particular the past twelve months have been explosive and I’ve discovered things about myself that I had no idea were a part of me.…
Noticing life out loud since 2011
Noticing life out loud since 2011

I am a Renaissance woman in more ways than one. The past 3 years and in particular the past twelve months have been explosive and I’ve discovered things about myself that I had no idea were a part of me.…

A few weeks ago I wrote about my experience in drawing a pine cone and how difficult it was to make the shape transform from the outline of a soft rose into the hard but delicate shells that protect the…

A few weeks ago I used the word petrified to describe how I felt on the first day of my drawing class, perched on the edge of my stool and facing an easel and an 18 x 24 sheet of…

I never realized until recently how similar a rose and a pine cone are. On the surface, if you think about it, they share a comparable shape. They have ‘petals,’ but yet one is soft and her lines are subtle…