In The Beginning In ancient times before the internet, cell phones, and Amazon, my husband and I took our first trip out of the U.S.A. How did that happen? My little secret was: I filled out all the information postcards from various travel magazines...
Unfinished Business Somewhere after 1997 and 1998, my father was moved to Sylvia Thompson’s Assisted Living in Sedalia, Missouri with Alzheimer’s Disease. When Dad no longer knew me, a part of my life died. I had been actively painting and was represented...
During my journey through college art, I would get professors who liked to mix things up. During my final winter term at Central Missouri State College, Warrensburg, Missouri, I took one of my last studio art classes, Advanced Drawing. Off hand, I bet it was Dr. Ed...
Faced with many Oklahoma days of being alone while my children went to school and my husband being at work in and out of town, I found that painting spring flowers made me feel like myself. I found a small picture in a magazine of a Dutch iris. I was a serious...
At this time, 1986, we were living in Edmond, Oklahoma. I love gardening and flowers. I planted a beautiful pink geranium in an older terracotta pot, and placed it on the ledge above the main sink in the kitchen. This wonderful plant greeted me every morning with such...
