Monday, December 17, 2012

Yule Log

"Peasants used to burn a yule log on the Winter Solstice in December. The Winter Solstice is the day of the year with the shortest amount of daylight. The peasants hoped to keep evil spirits away by burning the Yule log, which they presumed might come because of the prolonged darkness of the Winter Solstice." - from
The Yule Log Dessert came later and substituted for the much older tradition of burning an actual log. I chose to make a pumpkin roll with cream cheese icing rather than a chocolate one. I used baking marzipan to create the leaves and mushrooms and lightly coated them in some leftover icing.

Friday, December 14, 2012

Gingerbread Cottage

My first attempt at a gingerbread house from scratch, complete with candy glass windows.

Friday, December 7, 2012

Faux Stained Glass

Commissioned for Community of Christ Church in Aurora, MO.


The Perfect Cup

New in my Etsy Shop here.

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Winter Wood

Winter Windows

Some of my recent work around town....


Monday, November 5, 2012

Friday, July 27, 2012

Commissioned Salon Art: Shears

Commisioned artwork for Inviktus Salon in Republic and Bolivar. Acrylic on black walls and acrylic on concrete floors under a stain glaze.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

for a friend

refinished, distressed wooden frame, textured yellow paper, twine, & small nest of dried greenery

Monday, July 23, 2012

New in Traveling Chariot Shop

Fresh Journals in my Etsy Shop

Monday, July 9, 2012

Summer Fruits (Drought Resistant)

New Arrivals

New Photos in my Etsy Shop - The Loose Leaf Series

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Monday, July 2, 2012

Monday, May 14, 2012

Wild Hyacinth

“When we know the name of something, it brings us closer to the ground. It takes the blur out of our mind; it connects us to the earth. If I walk down the street and see “dogwood,” and “forsythia,” I feel more friendly toward the environment. I am noticing what is around me and can name it. It makes me more awake.” Natalie Goldberg Writing Down the Bones

I came back around to the quote recently and it reminded me of my own ways. When I moved to the woods, I took to identifying what was before me – trees, birds, bugs, flowers. This was my attempt to wrap my head around the wilderness that now surrounded me, as if to cordially introduce myself to this land, to offer a genial handshake. I hoped, in turn, that a friendship might blossom. It got me wondering if it is man’s nature to name everything. To want everything to have a name – fire, death, god. Or is it the writer’s nature to put word to object, to grope wildly for a phrase to describe a thing, an emotion, an experience? I think it is a little of both.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Monday, March 19, 2012

Springing Up

St. Patrick's Day

Here are some things I made or arranged for St. Patrick's Day. Having recently unearthed my Irish ancestry I may have been a bit more enthusiastic this year.

A framed photo of mine taken in Dublin accompanied by some daffodils - bottles make great vases.

Some of my Irish books including many volumes of poetry by Seamus Heaney.

Collage made with atlas of Ireland cut into shamrocks and watercolor on barn wood
Handpainted sign on weathered barn wood - Slainte - Irish for cheers

Office Space

Full Moon Fever