Tuesday, July 30, 2013


Lave nder Doll

Spirit Dolls

The first two Spirit Dolls were fast in the conception but slow in the creation. Illness had me unable to get to the art table not nearly often enough. I've improved and have been able to play/work for several days in a row. And.....tadum! Actually finished one and two and got some nearly acceptable photos.
These dolls are made from a driftwood frame with polymer clay faces, and dressed with thread, ribbon, yarn, fabric, feathers, beads, and polymer  clay pebbles, All my dolls have rhythm and are not shy about showing you their moves!! the original idea came from a guide by Joanna Powell Colbert, which she generously shared. Google her. You may want to create your own!

Saturday, May 4, 2013

I'm okay

A place for everything, everything in its place. It was always my goal to be neat.to be organized. I read articles, bought books, made lists, arranged drawers and lined things up on shelves. Bought containers, baskets, boxes. Color coded threads, yarns, polymer clay, paint and beads. Tried to line things up. Tried to learn the basics of geometrics. Before long though, spaces became filled with projects in various stages. More than one project. Gardens with measured beds were allowed to wander, wild flowers crept in among the chosen and were okay there. Things went at least somewhat back to nature. And I relaxed.
My style is free form and loose, serendipitous and meandering, my color choices are what feels right. I like natural before man-made. It is not or me to live in a magazine page home. Where would I put the seashells? the twig people, the rocks and dried moss?
Why did it take so long for me to realize who I am? and to recognize that she is okay!

It is wild, it is okay.

Monday, March 18, 2013

Woven sunflower

Thought this little cardboard octogon looked like a possible loom, so used perle floss for warp and embroidery floss for weft. Think I will stitch it onto a tee shirt. That was fun!
Bead and wire hose

Saturday, March 9, 2013

Digital painting made from previous watercolor/colored pencil painting, made using a reference photo taken below the Grouse Creek Cabin. This stump is a favorite subject. I've done it in cross stitch and pastels, pen and ink and? Can't remember all. Makes me homesick for North Idaho. this time of year many things do.Fresh spring green, melting snow, river rising, burbling, birds returning.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Finger bone necklace

I can feel the change in seasons. With Fall thoughts turn to All Hallows, Samhain, Halloween and oddities.
A closeness to the dark season, weirdness...
Anyway here is something fun: an anatomically correct finger bone. Bet you don't have too many of thee in your jewelry box.

Monday, September 17, 2012

Wild Bird

This little guy became a bird, surprised me, as I was just playing around thinking abstract.Rather like him though, glad he decided to appear!

Little Pony

Little pony is crafted of polymer clay, in the Christie Friesen style, about 3" ready to hang from a ribbon or chain, a sweet little neckpiece.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Mermaid neckpiece,
seed beads,depict ocean waves and a sassy mermaid.
Aquas, blues, lavender, green, pink and white, with fringe and shells.
Embroidered on white felt cloth and backed with ultrasuede, the details took a while to complete. I am happy with the results. She would be happy hanging on a wall when not adorning one's white or pastel gown or sundress.

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Digital Painting: Creek in pastels

Little horse is not done but she is what I've been working on the last few days. It was suppose to be a wild horse like the one you imagine when you think of the 4 horses of the Apocalypse but she turned out rather sweet instead. So now the dilemma.
do I let her be or do I change that red eye for something gentler. Opinions please?
I really like stitching on this special felt. it is firm but forgiving and made from recycled plastic bottles. Cool, huh?

Monday, May 28, 2012

Copper Lace

It was a happy day when I discovered this amazing copper lace. I had not seen it before and I found it profoundly magical! It is a natural element that grows between other rock formations in areas where copper is found. It looks amazingly organic, almost botanical. I chose black wire to best show off it's natural coloring.
I couldn't just pick up one, but bought a fistful. Now I am contemplating how else to show them off.

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Little fairy door. This one is the size you might attach to a small tree trunk so the little ones can find it and magic their way into a new home.
I have just made a miniature version to wear like a locket. I love doors, gates, locks with keys...to me indicating new beginnings, secrets, adventure, Safe place, something new to be revealed.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Bird's nest with three little eggs,
ribbon necklace.
Treee of Life, goldtone wire
and light turquoise stone chips.

Digital painting from one of my original watercolor and ink drawing of one of my favorite subjects: Roots!
The Altar Goddess, stitched and beaded. A break from Trees of Life and Bird Nests. But why break they are so fun!!
(Coming soon.)

Thursday, March 15, 2012

a verse to remember

"So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours.

Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.

Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none.

When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself.

Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.

When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way.

Sing your death song and die like a hero going home."