Gatsby In the Moonlight

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Here's an era of time that I think I would have enjoyed. Too often Tim and I comment that we are old souls, meant for another time.

Ophelia Revisited

I find myself playing with reality quite often, particularly when I feel anxious. I survived my school years using this technique. Rather than being surrounded by a crowd of junior high school students, I was surrounded by tall yellow grass. Rather than feeling the cold beads of anxiety on my body, I would submerse myself in the peaceful currents of a quiet lake. I spent a lot of time in this imagery, mostly because it was my coping strategy, but also because I found it beautiful. As a grown woman, I still climb into these beautiful dreams from time to time. I'm sure it sounds silly- but don't we all need a beautiful escape? John Lennon sang, "You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one..." I'm not the only one... Shakespeare and Lord Tennyson both created amazing imagery of beautiful women surrounded by water. I relate to these dreams... I spend my days engaged with children who playfully turn reality into worlds of imaginations. I might not relate to their youthful dreams, but I relate to their desire to step away from the reality they are given. I love that children and poets so easily can share these dreams, it encourages me to keep dreaming and creating and sharing.

Playing on Canvas

Living in a house with many walls has forced me to leave my clay and venture into experimenting with canvas. This first canvas is orchids surrounded by the "golden ratio". Living with a physicist has had an influence... At one point I would have called them " beautiful swirls", but now they have a name and a mathematical meaning. This second canvas is a Masai woman standing against the sun. When I was in Kenya a beautiful Masai woman came up to me and touched my ear and then smiled at me. This was a surreal moment for me... I had dreamed of walking through the grasses of Africa since I was little and once my feet stepped onto that deep red soil of the Mara, I felt as if I was dreaming. This Masai woman seemed to have sensed my lucid state and touched me as if to wake me into the reality of Africa. I continually have her image in my mind. Feeling playful with this painting, I took liberty to try some of Jackson Pollock's paint tricks.

Poppies in the Sunlight

New Art Pieces

Silhouette On a Branch, Blossoms in Deep Red

Beautiful Weeds with Rusted Leaves, Flowing Through Air, Blossoming Life

Citrus Wings

Segmented Growth

Swirls and Klimt Robes

Swimming in Twilight

Upcoming Events

Currently exhibiting work at the Springville Museum of Art, Utah
October 30th to December 28th 2010

Before Christmas Boutique

The school where I teach is having a fundraiser to support both the school and a local women's group. I wanted to help out, so I will be selling my pottery at this event. Come check it out- I have been working on some unique smaller pieces that would make great gifts.


Early Bird
Holiday Boutique

Location:

McNamara Center
1793 South Orchard Dr
Bountiful UT, 84010
Saint Olaf Catholic School


Dates and Time
Friday November 5th: 9 AM - 9 PM
Saturday November 6th: 9 AM - 9 PM
Sunday November 7th: 9 AM - 5 PM

Join us at a fundraiser boutique for Saint Olaf
Catholic School and finish your Holiday shopping early! Suggested admission is $1 or a new pair of tube socks, a hat or pair of gloves to support the Saint Olaf Women’s group annual stocking stuffer for those in need.

Check out my work in these galleries:

Charley Hafen Gallery
www.charleyhafen.com
14th South 9th East
Salt Lake City, Utah











Utah Artist Hands Gallery
www.utahands.com
61 West 100 South
Salt Lake City, UT

Wings In Green

Koi Pond

Grace

Dew On An Orchid

Antique Bleeding Hearts

Scented Lily

A Place To Create.

There is nothing more tedious than having the creative flow, but no outlet to express such ideas. My artistic situation has been that literal... I have had the sketches, imagination, clay, paint, tools, brushes, glaze, but no outlet. The outlet which I reference isn't one of creativity; rather an electrical outlet to fire up my kiln. After moving, relocating my kiln, fighting insurance companies, knocking out walls, digging trenches, and pulling wire, I am glad to say that I do have an outlet to complete my artistic visions!!! Special thanks to my electrician, you have captured my creative heart. New pieces are on their way. In the mean time, all I can offer is my older work. Looking through my portfolio... I can't believe how much clay I have worked and how much progression has happened.


Jacob's Ladder

Summer

I am Loved

Tree in a Starry Night

Union

Iris and Cone Flowers

The Reincarnation of Maude























Billie Holiday's Vision



Watching Life

Valera

Cyclical Life

Flowing Dogwood

My Family

Japanese Blossoms

Highway 89-Contrasting Yellows

A Tree Full of Creative Life