Creative gifts from my mother…
My mother did not think she was creative, but she was.
My mother did not think she was creative, but she was.
In Thursday’s mail arrived the latest installment of experiments from the 3-D printing factory. I wasn’t expecting them this soon! I wanted to post about them before I head off for a ten day adventure in Italy. [I know—poor, poor me!] It will be a little while before I can get into the studio with …
I don’t know why it is, but I’ve always been drawn to creative media that have complex processes, with many steps to follow. When in college, I majored in printmaking and ceramics. I remember my first printmaking course—taken over a six week summer term—wherein we learned a new printmaking medium/process each week. And sometimes they …
From the time she was around six years old, my daughter was obsessed with drawing hearts. A first she struggled to get one that looked, to her satisfaction, like a Valentine heart. She fretted that they weren’t perfect. She would bring her drawings of hearts to me and say, “How’s this one?” I’d reply that …