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Hi friends!
My blog has moved to a brighter happier website home with more windows and a place to sit down a while. Come on over! And because Google and blogger and other technical Wizard of Oz things, I can’t seem to remove this one. 
See you over in the new digs.
Mxo

Fancy Cake

I adore life’s simple fancy pleasures.  Great coffee, perfect pastries, new art supplies. If you’re looking for an uplifting creative afternoon that combine all three, come join us for the next Poets & Painters at Pennington Farms in the Applegate.

Poets & Painters Workshop is a very fun quarterly workshop with Rogue Valley writer Anna Elkins and myself. Writing, painting, cake and community, what could be better?

Come join us, bring a friend, a sister, your mum, your painting pal, it’s very fun.  And satisfying–you will leave with a finished painting!

Details:
Saturday, February 10, 2018
11-3pm
Pennington Farms Bakery in the Applegate (about an hour from Ashland)
$95
ALL supplies included, just bring yourself.

To register, please email Anna at [email protected]

Hope to see you there!
xo

“Fancy Cake” 8×10″ available at elizabethW Carmel $225
Email [email protected]

Life is Like a Box of Chocolates

You know that magical sliver of time after New Year’s where it seems like exercise, creativity, weight loss, financial and wellness goals are not only possible, but they are bright and shiny beacons you can’t wait to swim across frigid water to? Me neither.

I know I have experienced it, the writing down of goals, the crisp new day planner, the unused white soles of my sneakers. I have used this time wisely before. I remember that includes a sense of anticipation for the upcoming year and a knowing that this is “your best year yet”! Words like badass, ninja, rockstar and equally hideous cliches are thrown around in every well-meaning spam email I receive. I call bullshit. This might be my best year ever (please God, I’ll take it!) but today, this past week, the first of 2018, this magical sliver that I used to love so much, has me in bed with a crap cold/flu and post-apocolyptic travel fatigue (worst, and I mean WORST trip back from Canada. Delta. Bad. Very bad.) And work to do. And another plane to get on this week. I might abuse my own no cliche rule. No rest for the wicked?

So you want to know what I’m doing while the parking lot at the YMCA is full to capacity and Ashland citizens are turning green from all their healthy juicing? I am systemically eating a box of See’s Candy from bed. And other nourishing things like pizza and toast but mostly the See’s. I am so tired. Perhaps tired from the sugar, you healthy shiny people suggest? You’re probably right! But today, these past few days, my body says lay the hell down and don’t get up.

I’ve received dozens of newsletters from 12:01am January 1st on how to be better, feel better, look better, spend better, dress better, meditate better ,write better and not care what people think better. And I’ve deleted them all. I just can’t. I can’t be better this week. I had a rockstar, ninja, kickass time on my vacation up in Canada and now, this first week of 2018, my body needs to rest. I declare the first inspirational week of the year some other week in January. Or maybe February at this rate. It will come. I will get up. The chocolate will turn into an apple, the running shoes will get dirty.

Happy New Year. Wherever you are in your Best Year Yet journey. If this is a debbie downer, please delete. Or file under How to Sloth Better or How to Chuck Half Eaten Candies Back in the Box with No Guilt. I haven’t seen that newsletter yet. I might be on to something. Here’s to us, the tired ones, the one who got a cold, the flu, who work from home, who answer emails on vacation and aren’t always influenced by the calendar and how we’re supposed to rocket out of the previous year blasting into the next. I’ll see you at the gym next month. xo

P.S. Yes, big picture, I’m ok. I enjoy writing when I’m grumpy. And the not getting out of bed part lends itself to blogging. xo
PPS. Nuts & Chews.

Going home

I’m going home on Wednesday. The home of the heart. The motherland, where I grew up, where I keep my passport, my memories. I didn’t purposely leave Victoria to not live there for 20 plus years. It was one travel decision after university that lead to another and another. And all of a sudden I had lived in San Francisco and Marin for fifteen years then Oregon for seven. And now what? I’m not exactly sure. End of year often causes me to pause and take stock. What was great this year, what wasn’t, what can I do more of or less of? Family, business, personal, travel. What lit me up? What drained me? Do more of the former, less of the latter.

First up. Get home. Get to my wonderful funny family, Willows Beach, Oak Bay Avenue, Mattick’s Farm, waterfront drive, the Marina, Cattle Point,  Cadboro Bay, the Breakwater, Dallas Road, Beacon Hill Park, Trounce Alley, Government Street and a cup of Murchie’s coffee and Roger’s chocolate. All on the first day.

(And not sure why this painting of the Oregon coast made me want to write about going home but there you go. Art, words, inspiration, muse, I don’t ask, just type. Or paint. Or get on a plane.)

 xoxo

“Pacific Coast” 24×30″ available at elizabethW Carmel

Going home

I’m going home on Wednesday. The home of the heart. The motherland, where I grew up, where I keep my passport, my memories. I didn’t purposely leave Victoria to not live there for 20 plus years. It was one travel decision after university that lead to another and another. And all of a sudden I had lived in San Francisco and Marin for fifteen years then Oregon for seven. And now what? I’m not exactly sure. End of year often causes me to pause and take stock. What was great this year, what wasn’t, what can I do more of or less of? Family, business, personal, travel. What lit me up? What drained me? Do more of the former, less of the latter.

First up. Get home. Get to my wonderful funny family, Willows Beach, Oak Bay Avenue, Mattick’s Farm, waterfront drive, the Marina, Cattle Point,  Cadboro Bay, the Breakwater, Dallas Road, Beacon Hill Park, Trounce Alley, Government Street and a cup of Murchie’s coffee and Roger’s chocolate. All on the first day.

(And not sure why this painting of the Oregon coast made me want to write about going home but there you go. Art, words, inspiration, muse, I don’t ask, just type. Or paint. Or get on a plane.)

 xoxo

“Pacific Coast” 24×30″ available at elizabethW Carmel

Pink Layer Cake

This blog post brought to you by time passing very quickly, a new website being built, many workshops, a social media and marketing overhaul, travel, and truth time, the fear and inability to log into  and navigate my new website on my own and forgetting my blogger password. Yup. Sometimes it’s something that little to derail several months of momentum. I’ve been BUSY. Not so busy I couldn’t take a deep breath and ask for help or god forbid reset google. But busy nonetheless. Since last post, I’ve rekindled my love of all things patisserie and cake like. Taught a painting and pie and oh my workshop. Fallen in love with doing sea and sky series. Traveled for said sea and sky series for a show. Taught another workshop. Painted more cakes. More ocean. More sky. More pie. And this past two weeks? I’ve been in Carmel and San Francisco, working and playing, reconnecting with my customers and clients and thrilled to report that I’m so excited to be get back to work! Can’t wait to paint tomorrow. Found the gumption to reset a silly password. Made the call. Sent the email. Mailed the check. Crossed “Procrastinate” off the list today. Celebrating with cake. Literal and figurative. xo

“Pink Layer Cake” 8×10″ SOLD

Reminder: Poets & Painters Workshop Nov 11 - Register Now!!

Hello creative friend!
I hope this finds you very well on this cozy fall day. 🍁🍂

I'm writing today to let you know that the next Poets & Painters (& Pie) Workshop 
is coming up right around the corner. Last one of 2017...hope you can join us! 
This time it's at the charming historic Pennington Farms Bakery in the Applegate. 

This is a fun inspiring day of writing & painting, pie indulging & coffee sipping. 
Anna Elkins leads you through a freestyle writing & poetry exercise (hint: it will 
involve pie) & I will guide us through a still life painting of...you guessed it, 
pie, seasonal flora & vintage props. If you haven't been to Pennington Farms, 
the entire surrounding is a painting waiting to happen. Inspiration everywhere! 
And workshop promise: you will leave with a finished painting. ❤️🎨

Please email: [email protected] to hold your spot.
Treat yourself to a Saturday afternoon of poetry, prose, painting & pie. 
Poets & Painters & Pie workshop with Anna Elkins and Mindy Carpenter at Pennington Farms, Applegate Vallte Valley, November 11, 2017Poets & Painters & Pie workshop with Anna Elkins and Mindy Carpenter at Pennington Farms, Applegate Vallte Valley, November 11, 2017

Dahlia in a jar

Hello Dahlin. What’s up in the world of art painting running a small business? On today’s menu, we have Website Redesign! I hear you, collective groan all around from those who have done it, are doing, are resisting doing it. There have been some bumps, nothing unsolvable but artist types aren’t exactly jumping out of bed to talk WordPress and SEOs and themes. So I paint little things in between, little pieces like a postcard painting of a dahlia in a jar, just to keep the creative engine running.

The other side of website redesign is that I am excited to have a digital overhaul. It’s overdue and needed and pushing me out of some comfort zones and that is good.  Back to the easel, back to the content writing, back to the future. xo

Breaking Surface by Mark Nepo

A lovely friend shared this poem with me today. I like Mark Nepo a lot but had never heard this before. In the spirit of keep on keeping on at our art and craft and whatever it is that is calling us.

Let no one keep you from your journey,
no rabbi or priest, no mother
who wants you to dig for treasures
she misplaced, no father
who won’t let one life be enough,
no lover who measures their worth
by what you might give up,
no voice that tells you in the night
it can’t be done.
Let nothing dissuade you
from seeing what you see
or feeling the winds that make you
want to dance alone
or go where no one
has yet to go.
You are the only explorer.
Your heart, the unreadable compass.
Your soul, the shore of a promise
too great to be ignored.

Mark Nepo, “Breaking Surface”

Poets & Painters (& Pie!)

Family! Friends! Friends that are like family! Anna Elkins and I are offering a fun, no experience needed writing and painting workshop at the charming Pennington Farms in the Applegate. The environment is inspiring, the pie is delicious and the writing and painting will be loose and free, designed to complete a poem/prose and painting in one afternoon. All supplies provided, just bring you and your country drive adventure spirit.

Hope to see you there!
Details:
Saturday, November 11th
11-3pm
$95
Pennington Farms
Registration through email: [email protected]