Back in October I told you about the Power Suit challenge and that the artists were asked not to reveal what they had done until after the show opened. But by then I was off creating other works and forgot to do the big reveal. This week I finally got around to ordering the CD […]
When I heard about the Artist-in-Residence program at Caribou Open Space, memories of summer days spent there flooded my mind. Those memories are from the brief time that Tom and Lynn Williams and their daughters Terrie and Lori lived at the Caribou Ranch, which is just outside Nederland, Colorado. Lori was my age, and Terrie […]
I am one of four members of the Boulder Loose Threads (BLT) critique group. Cynthia, Leah, Liz, and I formed the group as an offshoot of a Heather Thomas design class. At the time I was happily doing my needlepoint and just tickled that the quilters in BLT were willing to let me hang out […]
Fear has been on my mind a lot of late. Partly because of the 80-100 mile per hour wind gusts in Boulder and partly because of a big change in my life. Two very different types of fear . . . or so I thought. First the wind. If you know Boulder, Colorado, at all, […]
Every January the National Western Stock Show rides into Denver for two weeks. Along with it come extremes in temperature, from well below zero to toasty 60s, and my once-a-year desire to be a cowgirl. Not the kind of cowgirl running around with bling on everything possible, but the one covered in animal slobber, hair, […]
Leo will be a surprise birthday gift from the recipients children.
I was in Cincinnati for the International Quilt Festival when my friend Liz Kettle handed me a bag of goodies and declared, “You need to do this.” The bag contained samples of men’s suiting and shirting fabrics, a tie, buttons, and the challenge to make an 18 x 18-inch art quilt based on what a […]
I’m coming up for air after spending untold hours in the studio this weekend. There is a new black sheep, Bubba, taking form on the design wall. He’s bit colorful for a black sheep. My animals have a way of telling me their names, just like Bubba did. I was trying to call him Baa […]