Here in the wooded suburbs of Rabbit Hill where our home is, I have a small loft from which I can see the garden and woods out back.  The loft is tiny, but it's a good place for colored pencils, watercolors, fabric, sketchbooks, handmade weaving looms, and pen and ink.  It's my headquarters for making art.

I go there as often as I can, to put down on paper or make with my hands the things I see around me everyday. 

I used to be frustrated that I couldn't find enough time to make the leap into full time art.  Given no choice, however, I learned that my most honest creative work comes when I have simply been about the business of keeping our lives humming along. That's when color and texture and design become second nature to me. The ideas come easily.  If you pay attention, art happens because life happens.  

And that's the way I like it.   

That's also why I am pleased to share some of my work with you.  Most of the artwork you see on my site comes of things we do here or things we use and see everyday.  They are quiet things, ordinary things that inspire me to bring them to life through original photography and digital enhancement.