The Beauty of the Horse Shines Through the Darkness
Depending on the type of painting, I don’t always keep scraps from my planning process, things like original color tests, rough sketches, and experiments...
Depending on the type of painting, I don’t always keep scraps from my planning process, things like original color tests, rough sketches, and experiments...
Whether they be the soft, misty hills of the Smoky Mountains or the towering peaks of the Rockies, a mountain has always lifted my spirits...
The Rocky Mountains have always captured my heart and gripped my imagination. My Uncle Ted had a ranch just northwest of Denver, and from the...
As a quadriplegic artist, I need the help of someone else’s hands whenever I wheel up to my easel. A friend must wash and prepare my brushes, pour...
My daddy was a master craftsman and a huge force for good in my life. As a child I would often watch him at work, in awe of his skill at just about...
Today I’m thinking of my daddy and the sheer determination that characterized so much of his life. As a little girl, I thought him larger than life, up to...
Many years ago, Ken and I had the opportunity to travel to Israel. We saw and did so much during our brief visit, but the highlight of our trip inspired me...
Before God created time and space, before he created the universe and spoke, “Let there be light;” before he made the world and moved...
Today is a difficult anniversary. Over twenty years ago, terrorist attacks delivered a tectonic shock to our nation, changing it forever. The tragedy of...
More than four decades have passed since Ken and I began our married life in 1982. And as we celebrate our wedding anniversary on July 3, I marvel at the ...