I had a such fabulous time this weekend participating in the 3rd Annual Arlington Artist Alliance Art Studio Tour. Working in the open studio provides an amazing variety of creative and collaborative opportunities. So many incredible artists and art lovers came to visit, and I am feeling very grateful for all the love and insights that they brought. I am beyond blessed and lucky to be surrounded by fantastically talented and dedicated artists. Thank you to all of you!!!
Check out this exciting article here, all about the art studio tour, my artwork, and my studio space at Red Studios at Art Underground. And if you missed the studio tour, or would like to come visit again anytime, feel free to contact me via twitter, my contact page, or my Dear Suburbia page on Facebook to set up a studio visit. Plus, yes, upon request there may be cupcakes!!!
Cupcakes upon request…xoxo
Looking for another fantastic opportunity to view incredible art this summer? Join us Sunday, August 18, 8pm-11pm for an art exhibit opening party at Epicure Café, 11213-A Lee Highway, Fairfax, Virginia. So excited to be included in this fabulous group show also featuring artwork by Lina Alattar, Kim Murphy Lyons, Alexa Eisner, and Anya Getter. Enjoy music by Andrew Vilar. See my photography and mixed media pieces and more in person. Hope to see you there!
The persistent magnetism of limestone resolves a deep need for perspective. The muddy perch and thrust of egret wing and falling rock sweep and surrender. Each glittering shell explodes beyond the bluff. And see how the years have sustained us. Always trust that I will hold you bright as every shining blessing. If the bird could emerge from the Great River now, would it think to eat us all, or would it bask in wonder, stalk us in disbelief? We rest as even the storm refuses to cross the river to disturb us. We hold fast to the easy burning of these years to know we are more than one day, one season. We gather folded in tones and shadows unknown to us. A weathered pink. The tattered green. The softened gray. You are the lovely ones who saved me then, and save me still. We are carried to a peace beyond shadows and color. We let loose the secrets inside us. Our vast luminous love. This is how family is found, made, claimed. Once home, the hummingbird touches my ankle, knee, thigh. The blue meerkat stands still and tall to open the door to now, and to the still and silent sadness of the long letting go.