Don't you just know that these two totally cool crows BOTH want whatever is in that bag they are so carefully ignoring? In a few moments time, after this picture was taken; they were jumping around and each pulling at the bag and making a lot of lovely crow sounds. I love those silly, almost human birds.

The October display window for my shops is in and celebrates that October is National Breast Cancer Month. Women need to get mammograms at 40 and over, YEARLY ladies and even men can get breast cancer. I had fun gathering pink things to put in the display. Bras, sunglasses, pink yarns, pink beads, and I even knitted a scarf for my mannequin! It is about the only thing I have had time to knit! A very miniature scarf!




The yarn shop part of the display window on Water Street. It features the crocheted bodacious ta-tas that Cathy P made. I debated wether to display them or not as Phil said maybe customers would be offended as the breasts had nipples! Can you imagine crocheting nipples on boobs? What will we think of next? Butter on bread?!




One of the two glass cubes in my front display window. This little bra needed help and had to be " filled out " or rather in. I swear the color pink has always made me happy just to look at it.





This was an interesting bra to work with and display. It was very pretty and the cups were so padded that they stood up on their own. I didn't need to stuff them with tissue!

Now that the seasonal rains have hopefully begun in earnest; we are treated to some incredible cloud formations and colors within them. Sometimes getting up and walking to the window or taking the walk from the house to the studio; I am treated to an ever changing vista of beauty all contained within the clouds. So very pretty. The sky makes me grateful to be alive and makes me hope that when I pass from this earth I will be an angel that floats and lives among them. The heavens.




More clouds on the horizon. Hidden deep within them are the Olympic Mountains with their brand new, fresh for the season dusting of snow.

Here in my much loved shop or playground is where I have spent the past week. I like looking a the shop in a picture; it helps me see the space much as a customer might see it. Truly it is the home of my imagination and creativity, a fountain from which my energy flows.




Two jewelry displays in the shop on a front counter. I may not get as much time to play in the studio making new things, new designs but I do keep my displays as full as possible. This keeps me busy at the height of tourist season often remaking the most popular designs as they sell. Not a sale goes by that I do not feel happy, blessed every time someone purchases a piece I made!




This is the entry to my shop; accurately referred to as the " lobby ". When the sun streams in through the upper multi paned windows; everything seems perfect and right in its place.

Happy first day of fall! It is here although it is to be in the 80's today and tomorrow; I am welcoming this, my favorite season! I feel energetic and inspired and full of life in this seasons!

On this beautiful Monday I begin this posting with a picture of the waterfront in Port Townsend taken on my early morning walk downtown. It just feels content, peaceful, the water all smooth and the boats barely moving on the current. Somedays, when the world seems crushing and people make mean comments about each other or reference misunderstood acts, it is nice to remember there is calming peace in that which is the everyday.

Respect. Respect for oneself and one's work. Sounds like an ego trip or a mouthful of artist speak. I have always respected my work and the efforts and energies I have put into creating, making and doing a line of work regardless of wether it is one of my charms, a piece of jewelry, a painting or arranging my shop. It is all my creative outlet and all my body of work to me. I respect it and I respect the end result.

As an artist, I have of course had pieces copied or reproduced. It is not at all my favorite thing to encounter but because I am creative, blessed with proliferation; I have work everywhere at all times. I just move on to the next thing. Never stagnant, always working, always respectful of the work and play that turns into my new pieces. Sometimes it seems as though it is through the measure of other's, the imitation of what I have done by others; that lights a fire under me and gets me going in a new, creative direction!

Whatever it is, I am thrilled, THRILLED to be able to do what I do. Not a day goes by that I do not consider it a blessing to be able to do what I love! If I had a wish for the world, it would be that everyone find work that they love and feel happy to be able to do.

Altruistic? Maybe. A wonderful thought? Definitely.