Our new home has only one bathroom. Thank goodness its a pretty good size. We've already replaced the toilet (a must), and my Mama surprised me by doing a nice tile backsplash along the back of the sink. Its a sweet little space and I'm itching to paint it, or create a little no-money magic. Since I'm still not sure what I want to do, here are some inspiring bathroom photos to spur me along.
I have been working with Choice Hotels since 2015 on a series of coasters for their Cambria Suites & Hotel franchise. I create site-specific images for each of their unique hotels. There are four new hotels opening at the end of the summer, which means that I have four new coasters to share! Here's the latest:
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Now that my art studio is in place, my mind has wandered to landscaping the areas around the new structure. And as usual, I like to start with photos of spaces that speak to me. Lets get inspired!
All works are 8 inches by 8 inches and are priced at $40 making The Little Big Show the perfect opportunity to discover and start collecting work by your favorite local Baker County and Northeast Oregon artists. I'll have 6 pieces in the show this year. Take a look:
I have two artworks hanging in the Flagstaff Gallery at the National Historic Oregon Trail Interpretive Center as part of their art exhibit celebrating the 50th Anniversary of the Wild & Scenic Rivers Act of 1968. If you're in the Eastern Oregon territory between now and September 16th, come on by and see the collection! There are 15 featured photographers and painters.
A few weeks ago, the owner of the local bakery here in Halfway, OR asked if I'd like to hang some of my work in her shop! Um... YES!
They are now happily installed on the walls of Dry Creek Bakery, overseeing the daily coffee and maple bar trade. They are also for sale in my online shop. Enjoy browsing!
Today I had the supreme pleasure of meeting artist Mary Davies Kerns! She has three pieces hanging in an art exhibit called "The Wild is Calling". Its currently running at the National Oregon Trail Interpretive Center in Baker City, OR. (I have two pieces in that show as well.)
Mary grew up in Haines, OR and her work centers on the desert and ranch landscapes which make up that part of the country. Her work is both pastoral and abstract, comfortable and unsettling. Seeing her pieces in person today knocked my socks off. Maybe it's her dynamic use of underpainting, her choice of pure saturated colors and dark shadowy contrast, or the confidence of her brush strokes - or are they palette knife? Whatever "it" is, I couldn't help but feel lifted and happy in the presence of her work.
If you don't already, you must follow her on Instagram - of course for her paintings but also for her lovely photos of eastern Oregon and western Idaho. She has a large body of work, but here are some of my favorite pieces:
Progress! I have now successfully painted two coats of KILZ on my new studio walls. I love the white. Its pretty traditional for an art studio and in this case, it makes the space feel brighter, lighter, and bigger.
I still need to trim the windows, install switch plates on the outlets, and paint the floor and ceiling. But since I probably won't get to those things for a month or so, I'm hanging some decorations and getting cozy. Here are some recent shots of the space!
My new art studio is far from finished, but I've moved in and started painting anyway. Last weekend, my Mama and her amazing husband finished insulating the shed and installed the OSB board walls. My next job is to caulk the joins, paint the walls and trim the windows and doorways!
As soon as the walls were up, I got to work on a new series depicting some of the wild rivers and waterways that surround my new home in Eastern Oregon. They are currently on display at the U.S. Bank in Baker City, Oregon from now until January 2019.
"I would love to live like a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding." - John O'Donohue
My river series will be on display at the U.S. Bank, 2000 Main Street, Baker City, OR 97814 from now until January 2019. If you're in the area, stop by and take a look!
The past two weeks have been filled with friends, fresh food, and lots of beautiful weather. And most of my days have been spend outside. Whether I'm on the porch, taking a walk, tending the garden, sitting around a bonfire, working in my neighbor's orchard, or visiting my Mama's place - I am savoring my summer by getting out of the house. Here are some of my favorite photos from the past two weeks:
Slowing down is hard.
When I was young, I was taught that doing something fast meant that I was successful. The more I did and the faster I did it, the more I was praised. I learned quickly that overachieving on a deadline was GOOD. And I also learned that anything done slowly was BAD. That doing something slow was not worth doing. Slow meant "lazy and unfocused".
I've been living in my new home for 6 months. December 13, 2017 marked my first full day in the new house. At that time, I thought I'd have my art studio up and running in a matter of weeks. I thought I'd have a final draft of my new play done by February. I thought I'd have a million and one things done by June. Things have gone differently than I had planned.
I see now that my expectations were... in a word... silly. The purpose of this move was to slow down and to discover my real pace. I knew I needed to slow down, but I didn't know how to do it.
How do you interrupt a lifetime of FAST habit energy?
"Frenetic, yet productive" was my norm in the big city. And it was normal because everyone around me had embraced the same fast pace as "normal". Out here in rural Eastern Oregon, things move slowly. I moved my family here to partake of this slower pace and the peace I imagined it would bring.
The journey of the past six months can be encapsulated in one sentence: Allow the natural pace of your environment to inform your own pace. Eastern Oregon is working on me. I've resisted and allowed my inner editor to hurl accusations: "You lazy idiot. Why aren't you working? You're missing opportunities left and right! How will you stay afloat if you're not making money every moment?" But the natural pace of this serene place is stronger than my old habits. SLOW is chipping away at the walls. SLOW has opened the windows and invited a breeze. SLOW has turned on the taps and allowed cool water to flow.
I don't have a final draft of my new play. I don't have a completed art studio. Which means I don't have completed art pieces. I haven't met commission deadlines. I haven't delivered the goods. What I DO have is peace. Peace doesn't put food on the table or pay my electricity bill, but it does allow me to feel whole and to express gratitude.
SLOW is helping me to come home to myself in a way I never considered possible. SLOW is allowing me to say no to opportunities in exchange for time - that most precious commodity. SLOW is allowing me to help my neighbors. SLOW is allowing me to learn the patterns of local birds. SLOW is allowing me to notice my inner yearnings. And most important of all - SLOW is allowing me to prime the pump of my own creativity.
Even in the face of my own internal resistance, I can feel the shift. By embracing SLOW, I am investing not only in the quality of my day-to-day life, but also in the quality of my creative work. SLOW is ultimately allowing me to be more connected to the work I produce. The work is not yet ready for an audience, but I can already feel that the work is of higher quality than that which came before.
Perhaps that is a the real lesson here. Embracing SLOW will actually help me to achieve MORE in the end.
It has been almost a month since I last posted. This is what happens when your husband returns home after almost four months away and then family wedding season begins!
My partner, who has been away finishing a job in Dallas since mid-January, returned home to us on May 10th. It has been WONDERFUL to have him finally home. Since then, we've traveled to Ashland, OR to see my father in a play, worked a week thinning the apple trees at Eagle Creek Orchard, helped our kids finish the school year, and then off to Portland, OR for a week where I officiated a family wedding!
We're home now, ready to truly settle in to a new rhythm. Its difficult when the family is not complete - when one or another of us are away making art and saving the world. The home always feels in limbo until the core family group is reconstituted. We're together again and the summer is looking up!
The photo above was taken at sun set from the Idaho side of the Snake River looking back at the Wallowa mountain range. What glory! What wonderment! Eastern Oregon is magic at this time of year. (Anytime of year, really.)
This will be our first summer in the new house. We're in the process of firming up our summer plans, but it mostly consists of family time on the front porch, exploring our beautiful surroundings, harvest work in the local orchard, and for me - finishing the final details of my new studio (like installing walls) and painting. Oh, so many paintings to complete!
What are your summer plans?
Eagle Creek Orchard is an organic orchard under the incredible stewardship of Linda and Rob Cordtz, two of the most gracious, curious, interesting people I've ever met. I first started visiting their orchard around 2011. Every year, I look forward to eating their beautiful peaches, cherries, apricots, apples, and pears.
The orchard specializes in tree-ripened and hand-picked fruit. The fruit trees are watered from Eagle Creek which flows clear and cold directly out of the Wallowa Mountains. 1200 fruit trees cover the five-acre orchard which has been Certified Organic by Oregon Tilth since 2008.
This year, since I've moved into the area, I offered to help with their orchard tasks. I told Rob, "I don't know what you need, but I'm a quick learner". So they brought me on board! Now, I'm part of a team that will thin and harvest pit fruit through the summer and maybe into fall. This morning, standing on my ladder, shears in hand, I felt really connected to my food source and so appreciative of the gorgeous fruit that Eagle Creek Orchard produces every year.
There is a place en route to the orchard where you can see my Mama's farm from across Eagle Creek. I pulled over and snapped a few shots of her home and of the creek that irrigates this beautiful valley.
This is my first spring in eastern Oregon. I've been coming to this valley for twelve years, but I've never been here at this particular time of year. Here in the foothills of the Wallowa Mountains, spring seems like an impossible magic trick. Four weeks ago there was ice on my walkway and snow on my eves. Now the days are growing long and the whole world smells like river water, warm pine needles, lilac, and cut grass. Daffodils and Tulips were an overnight fireworks show in flashy primary colors. And just this week, every tree limb has gone pink and white and purple with fruit blossoms. It's astonishing.
My own yard mostly consists of grass, dandelions, eight towering pine trees, and a few horrible rogue Elm trees. I've been strategizing about what, if anything, I might like to plant. The house, which is a traditional craftsman, screams "cottage garden", but with so much shade from the trees and the acidic soil from the pine needles, a cottage garden isn't really possible. So I've been researching forest bed foliage. I'd love to try a lush shade garden!
It turns out that hydrangea do pretty well in acidic soil and can tolerate low light situations. So I've decided to plant some in the front of the house. And this weekend a couple of neighbors gifted me some transplants: Fiddlehead Ferns, Lily of the Valley, Silver Dollar Plants and two Lilac saplings. I also got my hands on some Day Lilies for a sunny spot along the front fence. I'm so grateful for my generous neighbors and this new opportunity to start a garden on my own. Everything in this valley grows so beautifully, I think it will be much easier than my garden adventures in Texas. Wish me luck!
The weather has definitely turned here in the foothills of the Eagle Cap Wilderness. Temps are in the 60s and I can swing my doors wide open in the afternoon. I've always loved spring cleaning. It feels so good to sweep off the grime of winter and recalibrate.
This weekend I took an overnight trip with my Mama to Pickin' Boise, a vintage sale and fair, in search of a few key pieces for my home. One of them was an island for my kitchen. My home was built in 1925 and the kitchen cabinetry is original. I was thrilled to find a dark grey work table that matched the feel and age of my kitchen. It would be so weird to put a new table in the middle of this sweet old kitchen. This piece used to be a display table in the Ralph David menswear store on 8th Street in Boise, so it has a little local history. So yesterday, I cleaned the kitchen and made a space for my new table!
This week, I'll be building a little raised bed in my back yard - just a sweet, small kitchen garden for my greens, herbs, and onions. Right now, these green babies are like ladies in waiting. They need to be transplanted soon. But until then, my light-filled mudroom is the perfect place for them to hang out!
Now that this commissioned piece has been delivered to my client, I can share it with you! Its entitled "The High Road" and was created for a family in Texas. For me, this piece was deeply connected to a feeling of lifted-ness, joy, and faith - that any impossible feat can be surmounted when its done together, with intention, and with fearless love.
Today, the lovely people of Countryside Sheds in LaGrande, OR delivered my shed and soon-to-be studio. It was kind of amazing to watch it coming down the road.
This is a game changer for me, friends. My livelihood depends 100% on my art, writing, and organizational nonprofit work. To do all three of these things, I need a space. I was spoiled in Dallas with my rented studio at the Continental Gin Building. When I moved to rural Eastern Oregon, I quickly realized I still needed a separate space to work. And the basement just wasn't cutting it. The addition of this studio space is a stretch for me, but one that I know will pay off.
The space is 12 x 16 feet. It has good light and two fabulous french doors facing the side yard. Over the next six to eight weeks, I'll be working to make it comfortable and functional. My mind reels at the possibilities.
I have always dreamed of having this kind of a space - a studio right next to my home, but separate. There is no commute. I can work in the wee hours. I can roll out of bed in my PJs, grab a cup of coffee, and disappear into the studio. I can be called into the house if my family needs me. I can still pick up the WiFi signal when working online with my colleagues at Statera Foundation. And I can walk away from a project in mid-process and know that it will be right where I left it upon my return.
This is a dream fulfilled, friends. And I can't quite believe I was able to make it happen. Thank you to my clients, patrons, and supporters. You are intimately connected to this new phase of my art career. Some of you have purchased art from me. Some of you make a monthly pledge through Patreon. Some of you simply wish me well and share my work with your communities. You make it all happen! I am so deeply grateful. Thank you.
I love the look of these Toran door hangings. They're a traditional Indian textile, patched together with embroidery, mirrors, and brightly colored fabric. They're hung above a doorway, window, or threshold - like a little blessing to all who enter and exit. I might need to grab one for my art studio!
Yesterday, my indefatigable mother and I painted the wood paneling in our office den. This is going to be the place where my husband and I both work from home. My goals are to make it super inviting and cosy, but to also respect the fact that we live in a 1925 Craftsman cottage. I also wanted a masculine Rudyard Kipling kind of vibe.
Here are my three inspiration photos:
And here is a sneak peek at the new color on the walls - Moss Tone is the name. I just used the generic TruValue Hardware paint available at our local Seed & Feed store. The room is by no means done. We don't even have a desk or a desk chair yet. So I'm on the hunt for some great leathery looking furniture pieces. Slow and steady wins the race.
Here's a before photo:
And here is the new color on the walls:
Today is SWAN Day! What is that, you ask? SWAN Day is an international holiday that celebrates the power and diversity of women's creativity. SWAN means Support Women Artists Now and it was founded by one of my favorite nonprofits, WomenArts. SWAN Day is in its 11th year and this year alone there are 183 women-led art events, exhibits, concerts, festivals, and theatre engagements happening all over the world in honor of SWAN Day. So today, reach out to your favorite woman artist and let her know that you see her, that you appreciate her work, and that you support the work of women artists! Happy SWAN Day!