Getting ‘it’ in the Salon Chair

I recently got my hair done. It was time to hide the grey---again. When Holly was finished I absolutely loved the color and the cut. "Holly, you make me look better! I mean I'm a nice looking lady but you definitely polish me. Thank you! You're my stylist editor." I laughed at the spontaneous idea... Continue Reading →

There is no I in Team

David and I had our first market after roughly two years (thanks Covid-19) last night and it was quite successful. We didn't know what to expect. We didn't know if we still had what it took to pitch and snag those walking by into engaging with us. It is, after all, a bit of a... Continue Reading →

Meeting Time

Teaching has its ups and downs and sometimes the bounce between presenting, demonstrating, teaching and evaluating is intense. Yesterday was a long day and a good portion of it was spent in front of the computer. It was a giddy-up kind of day. Dave and I typically meet on Wednesdays but I was just too... Continue Reading →

Challenges Are Sometimes Sweeter

I had lunch with a friend who is permanently moving to Ottawa with her husband for a career opportunity, a move closer to family and simply a change because it's time. As she reflected on her thirteen years in Regina, she admitted there were challenges but even the challenges made the experience of living here... Continue Reading →

It’s Fall

I used to fight the idea of autumn all the way but what good is that? Resisting it is problematic to no one but myself. I realized that going into this season kicking and screaming does no good at all to me or my heart so in true miracle fashion (thank you Marianne Williamson) I've... Continue Reading →

Rituals

I just finished reading The War of Art by Steven Pressfield and I had a couple of thoughts.First: "I'm doing alright based on what I read."Then: "Shit! I have a lot of work to do based on what I read." I do go to war regularly with Resistance for the sake of art. I often... Continue Reading →

Lessons in Value

Halfway through my Fine Arts Degree, a professor told an anecdotal story about an early experience he had selling his art. As young artists, we were curious about making money. Let's be honest no one wants to be a starving artist. I listened, hoping to take a nugget of information away that might possibly help... Continue Reading →

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