Today I have thrown into the shop one of my favorite finds so far. There I was, just doing my usual weekend stroll through the local thrift store, and there they were…a wood salad bowl set! It was like the jackpot: Not only did I find one wonderfully shaped bowl, but there were 5 more! Not to mention the incredibly large server. The wood was incredibly dingy and dark, very 1970’s-80’s. So far I have only made over this one. I can’t decide whether to paint them all the same or have different colors. The possibilities!

If you think you are the perfect owner-to-be for this great little dish, hop over to the shop. It can be a centerpiece, a jewelry bowl, popery holder, anything you desire.

Clemmons Moravian Youth Ministry Luncheon Fundraiser Invite 4”x6”

go…and look at this packaging! NOW.

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typography that makes me go, “ohhh buddy.”

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As this exhibit draws closer and closer, not only am I focused on what I want to send, but also what direction I want my art to go in. It’s something that I honestly haven’t thought about in years. Probably since 19. The age 19. Yea, I know.

Somewhere in the midst of the wild to and fro of life, love, relationships, decisions and art school I lost track. Yea, art school. I know.

For this I reflect back to something my dear friend and fellow artist, Jo, said to me.

“Create for yourself.”

Different thoughts and images have danced past my psyche, teasing me. How do I create you, thought? How will you be made? After learning and falling in love with letterpress, my imagination has blown open even more.

With every medium I have learned, new doors always opened. Now I have a house built where ideas and air move from room to room freely. And within those bricks and their mortar lies exactly who I am meant to be.

Mushy, mushy I know.

What I am trying to get at is even though this will be a letterpress exhibit, I just can not limit myself to only letterpress. It’s just not me. If these pieces will go on and live past a single event, they must reflect not only the things that mean most and represent me, but that share who I am. HeART on my sleeves.

So all together the above is the best way I could pull together inspiration and put a face to what’s in my head.

Now…to sketching.

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We don’t celebrate Valentines Day around here (the whole Hallmark holiday thing), but there are so many creative ways to express it. Naturally, I like the printed kind. Nothing says I LOVE YOU like a sweet thought in a card or note.

That and wine. Lots of wine.

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When I would doodle in class (and then subsequently yelled at for) I would just start with a squiggle or a shape and then 30 mins later I would become something like this…

…oh, senseless doodling, how perfect you are.

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