The gaze that isn’t looking at you.
I keep painting women from behind. I didn’t notice I was doing it until I’d…
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When the Light Comes Back
Anyone who knows me knows that winter is when I tend to hibernate.It’s dark. It’s…
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My Very First Commission
Yesterday, I carefully wrapped and sent out something that felt bigger than the envelope it…
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The Art of a Slow Saturday
The rain started before dawn and hasn’t let up — the kind of coastal Saturday…
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✨ First Mail Day ✨
Cue the seagulls and toss a little confetti — today was my very first Mail…
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✨ Big News from The Sandbar Diaries ✨
I’m so excited to share that my online shop is officially open! You can now…
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My First Market: A Day to Remember
This past weekend, I had the joy of stepping into something new—my very first art…
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A Quiet Beginning
There’s something sacred about this moment—The house is quiety but for the hush of rain,a…
