It is a quiet time in my world right now. I regret to report my baby has passed to the other realm. I am aware that when I brought her home there was a time limit to the joy she share on this earth plane. Unfortunately that does not ease
This celebration is aptly named in its Celtic language to mean ‘in the belly’. It has been Christianized since to be called Candlemas. On February 2, when the first seeds stir in the womb of mother earth we can look forward to the light. This light is growing each day
I would like to share with you a technique I was taught by Michel Garcia in 2017 of extracting pigment from indigo. Firstly, I have to admit that part of this technique was prompted by the farmer who gifted me the indigo as a guide as to get started. In
I realize that I have not taken the time to go through my many adventures from the past few years. It has been a wonderful time for me to explore the landscape of Oregon and Washington and I have seen so many little plants, fungi, and lichens. Time to take
I would like to take a moment to honor the people that came before. This earth that we live on is such a sacred space and it seems in the Americas there is no other group of people that have know this more than the indigenous. Not only did
It seems that I have been busy lately and have failed to update my blog. Yes, busy moving again! Both my studio and my living space have had the shake down. So now I am finally feeling settled and after a brief pause I am ready to jump in with
Taking a moment to understand the delicate power of isolation….. I have been writing in bursts of inspiration for my book that has been in my head for the last few years. Working towards getting it out of the corners of cerebral fantasies to the hard definitive form of words
October is textile month in Portland. I am thrilled to be part of this event. Actually, there will be several events through out the month and workshops as well. I will be teaching a one day workshop intensive at the R A W Textiles Studio on October 13th that will
The ritual act of making has the potential to manifest a visual language that would not exist without the artist. This language is understood by those who look, as if they have seen it before; in a dream maybe?….the collective consciousness. When working with all the facets of nature
Today is the day I am thinking about what has come before. The veil between the world of living and dead is thin and it seems such an appropriate time to observe the essence of time passing. There has been a lot of mental stimulation in my life since I