I just received an email asking where Creativity-it's in our DNA-Part 2 was...and I just found a couple of the paragraphs below written over a year ago in a my blog drafts. I have no idea where I was going with this entry...but I'll pick up where I left off. Last...
This is published in the March/April 2015 Somerset Studio...my mom is the babe on the right. How hard can it be to keep up a blog. Apparently for me it's difficult!!! It's been forever since I've made an entry. The end of last year was certainly emotionally rough. ...
Yup...that is what I believe. People say to me often, "I wish I was creative like you...I don't have a creative bone in my body." I respectively disagree. My very first art business thirty-five years ago was called Co-Creations. The name came from my belief that...
Decision...noun...a conclusion or resolution reached after consideration. Do you ever feel the enormity of the word and it's meaning? Every minute of every day we decide. We decide when to get out of bed, what to eat, what to wear, what people to socialize with,...
My position as manager of Railroad Square Art park has come to an end. This week the park owners, Lily and Adam Boynton Kaye, put on such a beautiful goodbye party. It was a love fest and I felt so honored and appreciated. When I moved to Tallahassee 24 years ago...
I have committed to writing a blog post at least once a week and as synchronicity would have it as soon as I committed to this an opportunity arose. Denise Fountain, a Health, Wellness and Sanity Coach for Moms, invited me to take part in a blog tour...thanks...
Wanting to affirm my commitment to blog more, I signed on to participate in a blog tour. I had to request that three of my Facebook friends join in the blog tour. Usually I don't like to "bother" people because we are all so busy I hesitate to "put" another to-do on...
I have a date with the sunset several times a week for a long beach walk. Tonight...in the bright light of the waning sun...I stopped to collect shells. Two women approached engaged in conversation. They saw me pocketing natures treasures and their eyes scanned the...
