warming up
It warms me no end to see another illustration of mine in Maine Magazine. This one’s all about the health benefits of sweat. I’m also pleased to share the pages with my MECA student, Spenser Macleod. He did an illustration for the poetry page. No sweat, Spenser. Cool. For awhile, it didn’t seem very wintery, but then, brrrrrrr, we had a good cold snap. I posted this cardinal on Facebook in honor of National Bird Day. The very next day Mr. Cardinal was in the branches during a long-awaited snow blast. Was my art the draw? A friend gave me some paperwhite bulbs. Not being...
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In the manner of Kate Bingaman Burt, who made her mark by documenting everything she bought each day with a drawing, I sketched some of the gifts I received this year as thank you cards. Did you see the moonbow in the sky last night? So awesome. My sweetheart gave me a pair of reading glasses that have little bulbs in the temples, so you can read at night, and ahem, not wake your neighbor. Invariably, when the moon is getting full, I am energized. An insomniac. He also gave me a Luna Time Clock, so I can always know where the moon is. An insomniac AND a lunatic! Between that, and my lunar...
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Happy New Year! I, for one, like the new numbers. There’s a lovely symmetry, and I was born on a twelfth day of the month. This year will mark 20 years living on this rock. We had fun on New Year’s Day climbing to “Billy Goat Rocks” on the back shore. On the look out for ice, since skating had been the plan for New Year’s Eve, but it was too warm. But we found a frozen tide pool or two. We stopped by the ice pond, where an island company once harvested ice back in the day. It looks frozen, but not safe at over 40 degrees. Marty did this for his holiday card,...
Read Morelet it snow
It’s probably no coincidence that I am a winter girl. My father served in the ski troops in WWII and my mother met him in Aspen, learning to ski. They settled in the White Mountains of New Hampshire where epic snowstorms were good for business, not reason for cancellations. So here I am, craving SNOW. Was it coincidence that it came on Saturday morning, as we prepared to head to Portland Stage Company to see The Snow Queen? Some berry ornaments remain for the winter birds, but the dusting of snow didn’t last. Yet, the magic was just beginning. Anita Stewart and her team of merry...
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Just as the semester at Maine College of Art wraps up, a new year begins in our house. My baby peep can’t possibly be FIFTEEN already?!! Birthdays here always begin with cake for breakfast, followed by handmade cards and a cute pile of gifts. Above is my collage card for the birthday girl. Here is Daddy’s: The owl theme is due to our visit to Maine Audubon later that afternoon, for a fascinating presentation by Mark Wilson of Eyes on Owls. He began with a slide show of his amazing photographs, talking about owls and their habitats and where he and his wife find them. One by...
Read Moreholiday blitz
Can it really be December already? It just doesn’t feel cold enough. With my copies of A Warmer World sitting on my desk, the mild weather feels eerily unnatural. Also tacked up nearby is a vintage postcard of ladies in swimsuits, which got me thinking about annual events like the Polar Plunge, when hearty types dash into the bay for charity. I’m not one of them, but I was inspired to create this for my holiday card this year, an Ice Harbor Holiday where people embrace the season’s chill with frisky good cheer. I’ll be addressing and mailing them this weekend, the...
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