Peonies in Bloom

Isn’t everybody wild about peonies? That romantic profusion of color, endless ruffles and a divine SCENT that permeates the house. The wet weather jumpstarted my peonies and I barely had time to stake them before they burst open at five feet tall. Related Images:
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Green on Green

The hosta leaves are coming into their glory. You can see how closely they resemble fabric- in their texture and how they curl around themselves in the sun. (And yes, I did place one of my favorite pillows Palma, inside one of the brand new hosta leaves- as it emerges just outside the front door). Related Images:
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It’s Hosta Time

The hosta kingdom led me down the garden path… to making pillows. I fell in love. And so began a whole series of experiences from Nikon class to Photoshop class to travels in the southern U.S. in search of fabric printers and home décor insights. Whoa. Too much information? Not really. You can’t imagine how much there is and how more you can learn. Everyday. So, if you’re feeling bored, email me, we’ll talk. Related Images:
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To Be or Not to Be An Artist

In the past few years I’ve invested more time as an artist to explore intangibles -with the goal of creating printed art for functional end use. Of course, there are always day -to -day practical demands associated with launching a business. And precious few of them are very creative. Sometimes, like today, I really dislike laboring over math and planning. If there’s a place for me in hell it will conjour up endless mathematical problems to solve. I was trying to figure out why a hotel made such an obscure mess of my bill.  Not only was it an awful
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Back to the Garden

It’s hard to believe we were away from home for two weeks in search of pillow sales at High Point Market, NC. It’s great to be back  in Litchfield, which means a welcome return to the gardens. Paola Pillows started in the garden. I’ve missed that time. I’m sure people garden for all different reasons. The escape into quiet beauty is right up there. At the same time, isn’t it also about indulging in the work of your hands? The pleasure of just putting your hands and body into it. Less so your mind. The actions of gardening bring comfort.
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Still Life at Market

My mother used to set up a “still life” for drawing practice. She was the first in a series of many teachers who taught me the basics of composition and the dynamic relationship between shape, color and light. A “still life” is something like a booth at a trade show. A static representation of life. Related Images:
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