People often ask me how I came to live the life of an artist. Honestly, I was never "good" at anything else in school. I hated math (still do), loved recess, and couldn't wait to "just get home and hike with my dogs." I remember in 3rd grade doing a Thanksgiving drawing of pilgrims and Indians and getting lots of praise for it. I sure wish I still had that drawing, which marked my first experience of being cool for something I made.

I've had all kinds of "careers" (social worker, public school teacher, and wilderness guide). But no matter what kind of work I was doing, I always found a way to "sneak" in art because I was comfortable with making beautiful "things" and creating helped me feel important in situations that were not comfortable.

Now at the ripe old age of 64 I realize I won't be here forever, (evidenced by the many people in my age category dieing around me!!) To be rather blunt about this art making thing, death is the driving force behind my art at this time. I don't want to find myself on my last day regretting I didn't give my self the greatest gift of my hearts desire.

Loss will do funny things to you. Fortunately for me grief lit a fire under my butt so here I am, and welcome to my website.

Here's what I do:

I teach. (Metal Clay Classes,  Up-cycled jewelry, and Visual Journaling currently.)

I do therapy. (Using visual journaling I help clients access answers to personal challenges. Images don't lie. Through meditations students find the images emerge without effort, revealing new ways of seeing, feeling, and moving through blocks.)

I sell stuff.  Currently my  jewelry can be found at The Denver Art Museum Hamilton Wing Gift Shop in Denver, Colorado. When I feel very energetic,  I do shows (that is when fortune juries me in).

I recycle.  They don't call me "The Dumpster Diva" for nothing. I find cool stuff, (metal for jewelry and furniture I can paint) fix it up and sell it. Even my art from years past finds it's way into current pieces.) Waste not, want not.

I live life like a prayer. This came about as a result of many losses and tribulations which I have overcome. From letting go, I have discovered an ocean of gratitude, on which I sail searching for others' looking for their own authority.

 Long story short my job in the world is to help others pray bigger prayers and feast on sublime joy.

 You can wait, delay, paralyze

yourself, or reduce your creativity

almost to nothing.

But you cannot abolish it.

A Course in Miracles