These days are so full. Charlotte is one week old now. Matt’s grandma passed away on Wednesday morning, Charlotte’s due date. Her funeral is today in Iowa, on Matt’s and my 12th anniversary together. It’s unbelievably hard to not be there right now to celebrate the life of this amazingly generous, sweet, and loving woman. …
My work table, in one of many states of completely-covered that happened this week The new cards and journals are pretty much ready! I must have taken about 350 pictures this week, getting everything ready to go in to the next catalog, plus to have plenty to put up on the website to share with …
As you might have gathered, since I transitioned into binding and printing full time in August, it’s been a busy several months and, frankly, it’s all been pretty manic. I’m challenging myself to do as much as I can, as well as I can, and to constantly learn about and use new materials, techniques, and …
The inclusion of poetry in our days often makes the difference between navel gazing and self-awareness of our own place in a world much larger than ourselves. Praise song for the day Each day we go about our business, walking past each other, catching each others’ eyes or not, about to speak or speaking. All …
For the first several years that my dad did a Liars Theatre holiday show at the gallery, he and our good family friend Elisabeth Young read Truman Capote’s A Christmas Memory together, my dad as Buddy and Elisabeth as his friend. It’s a heartbreakingly beautiful story about the love and excitement at the center of …
