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The late Glenn Frey wrote the song lyrics, "You were born in the city/Concrete under your feet". These words echo in my mind as I traipse through the vast Canadian Rockies landscape, overwhelmed with scenes to paint. The part of me that belonged to the city was lost years ago. Around every tree, a new experience: a grouse launching itself into the air, making you jump and taking your breath away; an elk sauntering along the trail; an eagle soaring above so you stop and stare until it disappears from sight. Thankfully, I'm never alone out there. I have the...

Somehow, I'm still finding sparkly bits on the floor when I sweep. I'm choosing to see this as a wonderful omen for 2023. I wonder if, like me, you hear the voice in your head saying, "Please 2023, just allow me to keep hugging people..." Isn't it strange how our perceptions of what's truly important change? Wishing for a lottery win pales in comparison to putting your arms around someone you love and have missed. The arrival of a New Year brings thoughtful reflection on what led me to this place in my life and who touched my heart along...

To do your best; to BE your best, is a long, twisty road. Lots of roots underfoot to trip you up if you're not careful. Thankfully, I have Teddy. No, I'm not talking about THIS Teddy, although I'm happy to report that we just celebrated the beginning of six DECADES together. He holds all of my secrets and is my oldest friend. No, I'm talking about Theodore Roosevelt. You see, we share the same birthday, October 27th. (104 years apart, thank you very much!!!) Theodore Roosevelt despised being called "Teddy", but that's how history remembers him. When I look at...

Do you remember going to an assembly in Elementary school? You would sit cross-legged on the floor, paying strict attention to the upcoming events as they were read out. Now, imagine being all grown up and standing in a long line for the PRIVILEGE of sitting on a floor to watch someone draw. This was the scene in Paris recently at the Daniel Maghen Gallery. Kim Jung Gi was exhibiting work and also drawing before his adoring fans. Kim Jung Gi died on October 3rd at the age of 47. The art community has lost one of OUR Superheroes. We...

The area rug in my living room has seen better days. Let's face it: the better days for that rug was YEARS ago! So, we were in the store looking at rugs...SCREECH!!! WHAAAT?! I am a MAKER. I make stuff. All the time. I sew, quilt, knit; the glue gun is ALWAYS hot. It is what I do. (I have to tell you a story: One woman, who HATED me, once said, while rolling her eyes, "If you want to know what time it is, Lori will probably BUILD you a bloody sun dial!" That comment still makes me laugh,...