When I first started drawing and painting, my goal was to go as large as possible . . . . I'm not sure this is important anymore.

Why do I do what I do? That is the mystery, isn’t it? At least sometimes. However, I’m finding, just beyond midlife, that I usually know...

If there has ever been a time in which we call time into question, it is now. The past 6+ months has brought both great losses—and gains....

It's been a tough(er) few days. Loss during pandemic . . . sucks. I don't often use this word--but I think it's appropriate today. Yeste...

Recently, someone asked me how I learned to paint like I do. Fortunately, their question was complimentary—they liked a portrait I had p...

As it is August, it seems weird to celebrate spring in the garden! But as the garden dies off, mostly because I’ve all but stopped wateri...

Over the, my relationship with my sketchbooks has changed. We are kind of like long-term friends who eventually become lovers . . . .

While I was busy being "lonely" and not dreaming, my friends formed and carried my dreams.

Order . . . Disorder . . . Order . . . Life and art on the waves of life.

There are many things that seem out of our control today . . . . And yet . . . we don’t want to forget that we reside in physical bodies.

Why, indeed. When our emergency and medical workers toil at the “front lines,” often without respite or proper equipment, when able-bodie...

It’s been three months since my last art blog post. Again, I’m rededicating myself to it. I feel like the prodigal blogger here, though I...

What happened in Sarah's Art Life 2019? This past year was a year in which I explored being an artist "in earnest." From exploring marke...

Forgive the time between blog posts, please. It's been a busy year of graduations, transformations and travel. My oldest graduated from...

I have been largely absent from this blog since October. Perhaps after my little watercolor show opening at the Sudden Valley, WA "Barn,...

It's October. Time to get weird. I love images that are a little different--a little "off." When I saw this chicken at the fair, I had...

Those of you who pop in on my art periodically know that I dabble in food art. It wasn't my goal, but one morning a few years ago, I wen...

As I set up my website, it occurred to me that, even though this is a first--putting myself out there as an artist intentionally and with...