Read about my first day in Lison here.
Artist Statement: I was well into this journal before I truly realized what it was about. It started as artistic play, simply stream of consciousness in artistic form. This journal hit me like an addiction or a compulsion. Every single day for a few weeks, I spent time at my studio desk. Working through the pages, clearing... Continue Reading →
I thoroughly enjoyed making this commissioned piece. The theme of the work was her love for her daughter, her faith, their history as a military family, and her girl’s favorite things. Her daughter’s favorite colors are pink and purple, and they both love the beach. Her daughter was born in Texas. I incorporated some of... Continue Reading →
We missed our plane. I have never, in my life missed a flight because of any circumstances within my control. I had told everyone the wrong time--being the trusting (or maybe slightly lazy) people they are, no one double-checked me. I said the flight was leaving at 9:50 a.m., but really it was leaving at... Continue Reading →
Our flight left at 6:50 a.m. from Barcelona to Lisbon. This was not awesome, because it meant we had to wake up at 4 a.m. (or what I refer to as too-stupid-early-in-the-morning-to-be-considered-morning). Our flight went fine, except the whole being incredibly early thing. The problem with waking up early to catch a plane is that... Continue Reading →