Me, my yellow HB pencil, and my sketch pad. Scribble scrabble fun. Sometimes letting loose and not worry about perfection or the outcome is so freeing…

I love to dance. The moment when you lose yourself to the music and just let the music move your body….nothing else matters. You let go and feel the music. No thinking needed. Just feeling. Wish I could dance through life.. about this piece. a while ago, I played with some spray inks and gauze on a piece of paper. Left the piece for a while until I saw a card with these girls dancing. Loved how the colors matched my background. Started collaging and then went from there to this… that’s what I love about mixed media. You never know where it will take you and you may have to walk away for a few days, a few months, before something will click. And this one clicked….in the end.

“Sometimes in the wind of change, we find our true direction.” Have been traveling and not at my art table for a while. Good to be back.