Dream a little dream…

Every morning in January I wrote down a dream fragment. It makes no sense without context (and even if it had context, it's a dream, so probably very little sense could be made...). These fragments become poetic and visual, and inspiration for future projects. I'm inviting you to take a peek into this hidden world … Continue reading Dream a little dream…

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A Room of My Own

A room of one's own is a luxurious thing. My new job at the Springfield Regional Arts Council has its own office, complete with a window, nice lighting, and a chair on wheels. It. Is. Amazing. Part of me wants to set up shop there permanently, and bring my art supplies and easels for when … Continue reading A Room of My Own