winter break at the Lego Table

The Holidays are here. And here we are. Hours and hours every day at the Lego Table. It is rather peaceful…shared connection, creativity, togetherness, intimacy…just what the holidays are all about. The big boy and his pa have been here for at least 2-3 hours every day during the break making trucks. And I am here, too…usually making something out of the pink bricks. And baby girl busies herself finding heads and hats and walking them over to me to put them together for her. Everyone sits on little stools, sometimes in conversation, sometimes in silent concentration and we all make stuff. The four of us around the old train table. If my memory had a camera set to remember the feeling of the best of days with my young children, I’d hope that it would remember these days…precisely because they are so forgettable. These hours are our abundant currency. Not much really happens for all these hours. There is no drama..no melting down…just plain-old grade A contentment…almost boring, really. read more

Hand-painted ornaments for PCH

Phoenix Children’s Hospital is nearly finished with their new building expansion. And while we don’t want to believe that the business of sick kids is a growth industry… it is. Fortunately, we live in a city that has a place like PCH because we needed it three years ago when our son received a year of treatment there (c h e m o t h e r a p y) for a rare illness. I am grateful to the incredible staff, the excellent doctors and the kind nurses at the hospital every day for healing my son. So when my dear friend and interior designer, Colleen Pawling, asked me to create whimsical paintings on her gigantic ornaments for a tree lighting ceremony and christmas tree auction to celebrate the new building which will benefit the hospital, I didn’t even blink. The title of the tree is Hope Glows. read more

Free Tibet t-shirt :: a song of impermanence



aaaahhhhh…Free Tibet. My sweet, soft Free Tibet. Free Tibet has been with me for twelve years…since I saw the Dalai Lama speak at Emory University in his happy and deep Kermit-the- Frog voice– absolutely incomprehensible to me, though I was glued to every syllable and translation. I am not a Tibetan Buddhist. But a buddhist, yes…a person who resonates with it…a wannabe…a pupil. read more

The Color-Chip Flowerstix tutorial

Searching for something to do with the little ones on yet another of our summer days of indoor ennui, I saw one of our paint decks sitting on the counter. Perfect. “Let’s cut this up!” I said. It was the big boy who thought we should glue things to sticks (to make flyswatters) and he also suggested that we use chopsticks. That was the birth of these Color-Chip Flowerstix. I must say that his originals were covered with bling. Kids can’t get enough of the bling, can they? Pink and green rhinestone flowers…googly eyes…anything that sparkles and moves. We adults are so sedate by comparison. But I opted out of the bling for this tutorial, favoring the pure color and shapes of these expressive little things. So here’s how you do it: 1. Choose your color chip for the flower center. Cut it into an oblong shape. 2. Choose another color for the petals. Cut little fingernail shapes- varying the widths of each one. 3. Use a glue stick or paste to glue the petals to the back of the flower center. 4. Then choose another color to use to make decorative seeds or shapes on the center.

(I tried to use as much of the little printing and words on the color swatches as possible because that way it is obvious that they are paint swatches. And, well, I just love little words.)

5. Glue the flower head to the big, flat end of take-out bamboo chopsticks. You can reinforce with tape. 6. Cut out some leaf shapes for the stalks.

Et, voila! You can arrange them in a vase or decorate a birthday cake or give them as gifts. You could make boats or birds or letters or faces or anything. read more

Ode to the Apron



I am and always have been a huge fan of the apron. An apron says, “I am a maker of things.” An apron says, “I am working.” Put on an apron and you are automatically up to something good: welding, baking, pottery, painting, cooking, cobbling, carving, caning, canning, you name it. An apron speaks of industry and creativity…it says, “I am going to make a mess because I am creative, and yet I am thinking ahead and trying not to get this mess on my clothes.” I have always liked the idea of the person who walks around carrying an umbrella on the if-come of rain. I am not that person. I schlep usually under-dressed children around with me in the rain…not if-come umbrellas. But I like the idea that in wearing my apron I consummate that umbrella idea…because I have planned ahead. My clothes would-have been ruined…would-have been splattered…but they are not. read more

First Post :: a grateful day…


Today was one of those days…those dreamy early-spring days. I aired out the house- opened all the windows and folded my laundry outside. I didn’t realize it until I was putting the kids to sleep, but the air temperature and the light were the same on the inside and outside of our house. The house was breathing…deep pranayama breaths. There was no hum of heater or air conditioning- just quiet and light. read more