A Still Life

I remember my art teacher when I was 12 years old who taught me the principles of creating a still life drawing or painting. I learned that in art I could capture time and not let it pass, but keep it as a secret keepsake in this treasure chest of life. Thank you to My First Love; My Lord and Savior. For it is He who gives and creates, teaching us through this journey. I am forever grateful to see His extraordinary glory in every ordinary moment.

"...be still and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth" Psalm 46:10

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Winter Scape

Well, there are two ways I can look at this. The new year in my neck of the woods promises driving cold and freshly falling flakes. I either count the days till Spring ... or ... make every day count until then. So I'm busy in my studio, organizing, planning and sewing and staying warm. Even the birds are hiding today. Only 51 days till Spring ~ but who's really counting.
Bless the work of your mind and your hands today, wherever you are.

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Painting Pink

Vintage Santa Hand Painted in pink. Only one like him this year and he's sold!
If you like soft pastels in Pink, Mint Green and Snowy White
available for 2014 is my
Snow Family of 3
Merry Christmas from New York ~ Where I count on a White Christmas

Saturday, November 1, 2014


Like most everyone, life sometimes deals you unexpected times. I'm still in rebound mode from grieving a dear friend who endured a long uncompromising battle with lymphoma. Her name is Kathy. She may have left too soon for her family and all who love her. I could write chapters about her. Someday I probably will but for now the lines of life aren't very distinct, in fact, they are just a little blurred. I'm finding that the gift of friendship has no real beginning and no real end. And one day, I will see her again. So to those of you who know what I mean, take heart, this may be an approaching season for family and friends and for grieving too. It's okay. In fact, it's so okay that God started a chapter in His book that goes like this,

To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven... Ecc. 3:1

The best part about this is... it is only one chapter. The story never really ends. Kathy knew her story was not over. She left all of us with her certainty of meeting the One who started it all. He was her Savior, and mine too. His name is Jesus.

Well, it's November 1st and a really happy day for me. My yorkie made it to 15 years old! He's a Halloween baby. So my heart is grateful and since he has been my faithful little sidekick, it should be a productive Christmas season. I'm busy in my studio and soon will be offering some of my one-of-a-kind items for home, cottage, and gift-giving.

Friday, September 5, 2014

My Horse Crush

After the performance
 Isn't she lovely?  One look into her eyes and I'm smitten. I could just stay all day.

A peek into the New York State Fair Horse Building ...........There's just something extraordinary about being in the presence of these mighty draft horses.

Friday, August 22, 2014

A Summer Walk

Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path    
Psalm 119:105
 photo by PatricePastel
My favorite times to unwind and gain momentum for the next project almost always comes from simply taking a walk. It's amazing how my mind clears and my spirit revives. It's August and I don't want Summer to end. So today, I'll see where this path leads me. Be still my heart. Although the days are filled with plans, this Summer day is mine and with every step I am renewed.

Friday, June 6, 2014

The Reward of Parenting

Thankful for my oldest son. He has always been our creative one. God blessed him with wonderful talent. What a joy when your child grows into the man you love and labor over for hours, months, years ... then one day, you breathe easier. It happens. Parents often ask me, 'does it get better'? My answer may not be a resounding YES. All I know is once you become a parent, you are always a parent. The thing that truly gets better is this; the role changes. Then one day you find yourself filling in the gaps of the past and always so grateful for the grace of God. Maybe part of the parent journey becomes clearer as you stood in steadfast prayer, waiting. That, I find, has been the answer. And the reward, oh so wonderful the reward, comes at the proper time.

Happy Birthday today, my sweet son, now a blessed husband and devoted father of girls.
Love you more every day!