I’m 37 today. Somehow it feels like now I’m undeniably a grownup. That sounds ridiculous, firstly because I have obviously been a grownup for many many moons now, and secondly … Continue reading 37.
Tag: art
This whole “let them” thing.
I want to start off this post by saying that Mel Robbins seems like a lovely person who’s done great work for her own life and made a huge difference … Continue reading This whole “let them” thing.
No small thing.
Never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d become a professional artist, at least not beyond youthful fantasies of what we want to be when we grow up. Certainly, … Continue reading No small thing.
Remember who you are.
I got a new tattoo today, one that holds great meaning for me. It feels like rather a lot to explain in a blog post, but what I’d like to … Continue reading Remember who you are.
When the art leaves the nest.
The trouble with creating art for others is that we have to say goodbye to it. Once it leaves our hands, we have no control over how it is used … Continue reading When the art leaves the nest.
Positive spin.
I’m teaching a painting class at our local Jewish community high school program this fall, as I often do. It’s fun and encourages me to both be creative and stay … Continue reading Positive spin.
Keystone Colors.
I’ve got a theory, about colors. Now, Color Theory is absolutely a thing. It’s a legitimate study of colors and how they relate to each other, and how certain factors … Continue reading Keystone Colors.
The tragic tale of my favorite color.
I am an elementary school art teacher. Color is kind of my thing. Admittedly, it’s been my thing since long before the art teacher gig. I’ve had a passion for … Continue reading The tragic tale of my favorite color.
From wrecking ball to baseball.
I was on school break last week. Finally, a whole week in which I could intend to do nothing except paint and get my report cards written! (I only ended … Continue reading From wrecking ball to baseball.
Or shel Shalom.
I had a very interesting experience as an artist today. It was almost surreal, really. About a month or so ago, I got a request to repurpose a hanukiah (it’s … Continue reading Or shel Shalom.
Journeys in the Dark 