Every place we’ve been has become a part of who we are. We carry with us the desert sand of Joshua Tree, the snows of Idaho, the wet, sweet air of Seattle. In her paintings, Diane Carr seems to…
Abstract Art
No doubt you’ve heard that we’re in the midst of a major drought here in California. Even in the short amount of time we’ve been here, we’ve seen the landscape shift and change. Fellow Bay Area artist Cynthia Ona Innis explores the…
Being an artist is all about exploration and experimentation. We begin with basic trial and error to find what works best for our vision. Once we know what works, we’re constantly searching for a new way to create, a…
Have you ever been lost in the woods? Mr. F and I have. It rarely happens to us, but on a hike in Northern California’s Trinity Alps last summer, we chose what turned out to be a very poorly…
I recently went through a harrowing experience. I fell ( that’s not the harrowing part- kind of par for my course these days ) and took my smart phone down with me, doing major damage to the screen. This…
Artists by rule are an evolving species. We are ever learning, ever reaching for the next inspiration, the next way of seeing. So when I see an artist who has already been featured putting out exciting new work, I…
Because we travel so much, our advice on particular places is often sought out. It’s always a challenge to distill a place down to the essentials. Sometimes the impression we take away from a place might be quite different…
One of my favorite scenes when we’re road tripping is when the highway follows the path of a river. We wind through the mountains, all the while the rushing turquoise water next to the highway seeming to follow the…
Ever feel like you’re just kind of aimlessly wandering from one day to the next? I mean, we get up each morning, go through our routine.. shower, coffee, email, work, lunch, work, dinner, bed, rinse, repeat. But do we…
After spending almost 2 years in small towns, it is such a treat to be close to a big city and all it has to offer. Recently Mr. F and I spent a Saturday morning gallery hopping, one of…