Wildflower Collection

Growing up spending summers along the coast of Maine and in the Lowcountry of South Carolina, I was drawn to the fields of flowers. In Maine, my grandmother and I would paint the fields – often filled with greens, yellows, pinks and purples. I loved lupines and am always reminded of Nanny when I see them. In the Charleston area, I spent a lot of time at Boone Hall Plantation with my family, where I fell in love with one field in particular that was always filled with bright colors in the springtime. 

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The Paper Heart Diaries

On a regular day – a day filled with a long day at work, followed by making sure my children were fed, did homework, loved and ready for bed – I struggled to get the laundry done. I was just over it. The mundane. The every day chores. The keeping up with it all. Why did I do this every day? Wasn’t there a better way? Why are we called to feel like housekeepers for those that live in our house?  

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Finding Healing: The Look Up Collection

I can’t even remember when I quit painting. I put the paintbrush down and never picked it back up. Life became busy with two children and working full-time. Somewhere in the mess, creating artwork no longer brought me joy and instead became a way to bring in extra money. And as any artist knows, that’s a recipe for losing the drive, motivation and inspiration.

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