What to get the teacher who has everything?


A hollowed out coconut! …but of course!

Ok. so why the coconuts?

Well, sometimes you have it easy. Let’s say for instance, my son who has two female teachers who love my pottery and love gardening…



IMG_1613I sent them my pottery frogs filled with flowers and had my son write a thank you on some of my bird note cards.

By the time I was done, I wanted to keep them for myself!  Somehow I only have half-dead flowers on my counter that my kids picked me from the yard two weeks ago…bugs and all!…sigh.

Now the problem arises when you have a daughter with two male teachers… as sexist as it is, flowers just didn’t seem fittin’.

The men teachers teach flag football, one is a cyclist and the other a future cop.

Well there’s always the mug of Hershey’s kisses…something tells me they have a few mugs… someone told me a case of beer, which I think would be great, but what message does it send?  There’s always a red apple…hmm, too cliché.

That’s when I thought coconuts!  I saw them at a thrift shop and thought “something tells me my kids teachers may not have pirate coconuts!  I put some gift cards inside and sent them on their way.  My tweenie daughter was mortified!  “Oh my gosh mom, they are so ugly!! You can’t make me bring these in!!!”  I’ve been telling my daughter from a very early age, being our daughter means you’ll be embarrassed for life!  I thought she’d made her peace with it, but apparently I can still get to her! hee hee hee.

So she begrudgingly brought them in for the last day of school and let me tell you, they were a hit!  Her teacher is leaving it in the classroom as a class mascot and all the kids got a good laugh out of it.  My daughter came home smiling.

You see, sometimes you can have a little fun with a token gift of affection… well, except for those times when they go horribly wrong! ;)


Summer Lovin’



Greetings from Rhode Island!

They call it the Ocean State, but I think they should call it the Beach State.

I have been working on a bunch of mini paintings for my July 19th art show.

The single seagull measures 5×7″ and the seagull pair measure 3×4″.  When the paintings get this small I think they fall under the category of “cute”.

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My inspiration came from a walk by the seawall in Newport.  They call it the Cliff Walk.  It’s a long path that winds around the mansions of the Vanderbilt’s and other Industrial big wigs of the 19th century.

Of course the estates are astonishing, but I just can’t keep my eyes off the gulls.  They crack me up.  They aren’t afraid of humans, they’re sneaky little buggers and quite frankly they are very beautiful.

Each time I see them (which is quite often!), I use them as a reminder of how thankful I am to live by the sea.

It’s a dream come true.

There’s just so much beauty around me. It’s hard to drink it all in.



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I thought I’d begin by sharing this funny photo.  This company asked permission to use my painting as the cover of their trade journal and my husband snapped this funny shot of the magazine in front of the painting. A face only a mother could love!

I titled this post “Slow n’ Tell” because that’s how I have been feeling lately.  I feel like I haven’t been able to produce much art which makes me sad, because I love to do so.

I keep getting asked “are you keeping up with your blog?”  which makes me even sadder because I love the outlet and the wonderful people I have come to know through the experience.

So, I decided to drop my long to-do list.  Plop myself in front of the computer and check in.

It turns out, when I stopped to look at my photos, I did have quite a bit to share.

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This is a painting of Fort Wetherill in Jamestown, RI.  I added a tree in the foreground which was bursting with the bright greens of spring.  Unfortunately I sent it down to my mom’s art gallery without taking a photo of  its completion.

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Next, I have a ton of pottery updates. I’ve been working on a lot of hand-built pieces and still trying to incorporate brighter color glazes than one might traditionally find in a pottery studio.  It has taken quite a bit of experiments and failures, but I’m beginning to see signs of my own personal pottery style beginning to emerge.

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I’ve been working with vintage embroideries and Middle Eastern textile stamps to give my work a hand-made feel.  My feeling is why simply throw a pot on the wheel, I can go to the store and buy a mug or dish that’s absolutely perfect.  We live in a mass-production cookie-cutter society. I’d rather focus on producing one of a kind pieces that beg to be touched and are loaded with whimsy. This is where I’ll make my mark.

blog 3Here is another vessel I created.  I threw the bottom on the wheel and hand-built/slab rolled the top.  The old wooden stamp I found reminds me of the Irish Claddagh ring which is near and dear to all of us Irish Kin.  I got to bring it home just as the lilacs were in bloom.

blog 2Of course as soon as I filled the vase I got the sharp pang in my heart begging to paint such a beautiful vision, which led me to begin this painting.  I still have hours to go, but I love it already. The light I am creating has a wonderful mood to it.


Then there’s always the administrative work that pulls me away from painting.  I still have one more show looming in the not to distant future.  I have to stay on top of all the little details. I finalized my Rhode Island Postcard and sent it out to print today.

Plus I am gearing up for my first teaching gig in 15 years…FLYER FOR CLASS

Then there’s gardening which makes it very hard for me to come back in doors… ever!

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and birthdays, bills, school vacation, soccer-momming, getting the house painted, loads and loads of laundry…

…oh so much laundry…

…which leads me back to feeling like I just can’t seem to get everything done fast enough!


OK. reminder – life is not a race.

I’m truly loving every minute of it.

Life is in fact –great!

I dig it, really, I do.