People often ask where I find inspiration. Sometimes it’s along a rugged coastline or beside a lighthouse overlooking the ocean. But more often than not, it’s sitting quietly on an old swing beside a small water garden in my own backyard.
There are days when life feels wonderfully light. And then there are days when the world seems to ask more of us than we have to give. We’ve all had them. The days filled with deadlines, unexpected phone calls, difficult conversations, and endless lists that somehow keep growing no matter how much we accomplish. For…
Every studio has a favorite chair. Not because it’s the newest or the most comfortable, but because it has quietly become part of the creative process. Mine has watched countless ideas come to life. It’s been there on the mornings when inspiration arrived before my coffee had a chance to cool. It’s been there on…
The harbor was already awake long before we arrived. As our ship slowly glided toward Bar Harbor, I found myself drawn to the deck. The early morning air carried just enough of a chill to remind me we were farther north, and the scent of saltwater drifted in with each gentle breeze. The town was…
“Sometimes the most extraordinary moments are waiting in the places we visit every day.” There are a few things I always hope to see when I head outside with my camera. An eagle has always been near the top of that list. I’ve caught glimpses over the years, a distant silhouette soaring overhead, a flash…
“Every finished piece began with a surface that held nothing at all.” This week, while looking through a stack of supplies, I found an old sketchbook tucked behind a basket on my shelf. Its cover was a little dusty, but inside, every page was perfectly blank. I couldn’t remember exactly when I bought it. Maybe…
There was a time when I believed being busy meant I was accomplishing something worthwhile. My days were filled with to-do lists, deadlines, and the constant feeling that I should always be moving on to the next task. Even when I managed to finish one thing, my mind had already raced ahead to the next….
There was a time when I thought beautiful moments had to be planned. I believed they lived in vacations, special occasions, or the photographs we frame and hang on the wall. Those moments certainly have their place, but over the years I’ve discovered that the moments that stay with me the longest are often the…
There was a time when unfinished projects made me uneasy. If I started something, I felt like I should finish it as quickly as possible. I thought creativity was supposed to move in a straight line, from idea to finished piece without too many stops along the way. It didn’t take long to discover that…
If the worktable in my studio could talk, I have a feeling it would have some wonderful stories to tell. It has been there for every new idea I’ve been excited to begin and every project that left me wondering, “Now what?” It has held supplies spread from one end to the other, scraps I…