This is How We Roll!

Our ages range from 59 to 80 (am I really the oldest?) and we are on our way. Casting doubts and fears aside, we have one goal: to have a good time. We had our mannies  and pedis (except for Drew), colored our hair,   grabbed our coffees and descended on Austin airport. Southwest AirlinesContinue reading “This is How We Roll!”

Never Stop Dreaming!

Photo courtesy of Fon Thayer-Ulrich Earlier this year on my 80th birthday, a group of my friends surprised me with a fun-filled celebration of life. Known as THE ART CHIX and THE DUDES, our group is composed of amazingly creative people who paint, draw, sculpt, write and drink a little wine together now and then.Continue reading “Never Stop Dreaming!”

Reflections

I’m pleased to check another item off my bucket list!  Among my many dreams has always been a desire to write a book. This one, just released, is full of original watercolors, acrylic and pastel paintings, more than fifty of them, which I did over the past year. As a bonus I’ve added some reflectionsContinue reading “Reflections”

Light Shining in the Darkness

I believe that we all have seasons of the soul, just as nature has its seasons. As artists, we lie fallow sometimes, waiting for the time when a seed will fall into the cold soil, take hold and begin slowly to grow into something we can till and nurture and maybe even harvest.  Our livesContinue reading “Light Shining in the Darkness”

Eating at the Kids’ Table

When I was a little girl, our family always gathered for Thanksgiving at Uncle Frank and Aunt Ila’s house. They were my father’s uncle and aunt and had this big old house up on a hill near my Granny’s. I remember one year we had 32 friends and family there for dinner. All the kidsContinue reading “Eating at the Kids’ Table”

And A Little Child Shall Lead Them

I will confess that watching the evening news tends to be depressing. Headlines like: “worst case of child abuse in history,” “officials caught in sexual abuse ,” “forest fires destroy hundreds of homes” can burn into my brain. One can get caught up in man’s inhumanity to man. And then out of nowhere I willContinue reading “And A Little Child Shall Lead Them”