“Embrace the glorious mess that you are.” – Elizabeth Gilbert I was recently listening to the Mama Truth Show podcast while cleaning up in the kitchen. I love a good podcast, whether the topic is parenthood, creativity, art, or psychology, or all of the above! The host Amy Ahler interviews different guests, and asks each one a final question at...
If you let go a little you will have a little happiness. If you let go a lot you will have a lot of happiness. If you let go completely you will be free. (Ajahn Chah) My 3 year old son was finishing up his oatmeal this morning when I heard him say, ‘it was an accident!’ I turned...
“Art is to the community what the dream is to the individual.” – Thomas Mann It’s shaping up to be a summer of art. The past months have been a flurry of activity in my studio in moments carved out between baby naps, adventures out, musings of a toddler, and all of the moments that make up daily life. Painting,...
This morning I hopped onto my Art Therapy Spot Facebook page. While I was replying to some comments and jumping around the page I realized that Art Therapy Spot had reached over 10,000 followers! Wow. How and when did that happen? I went back to the first post I ever made on the page back in June 10, 2011: I’m brand new to the “fan...
‘Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul.’ – Wassily Kandinsky A few years ago my husband brought home some discarded test press vinyl records from the music company where he worked. He...
Find yourself and express yourself in your own particular way. Express your love openly. Life is nothing but a dream, and if you create your life with love, your dream becomes a masterpiece of art. ~ Don Miguel Ruiz Yesterday was the last day of 2015! I was fortunate to spend a couple of hours in my studio as the...
Wear gratitude like a cloak and it will feed every corner of your life. ~ Rumi Yesterday I caught myself complaining again as I attacked the mountain of dishes in the sink and tried to clear away the fog from my bleary eyes and brain. Clearly, my morning cup of coffee had not kicked in yet. As I let...