Keeping It Real
When my father was a young man, he sold Triumph motorcycles across Ohio, Illinois, Michigan, and the surrounding states. He loved the work, the open road, the smell of gas and grease, the satisfaction of putting the right machine in the right hands. But when Triumph...
The Circles We Make
I’ve always been drawn to the idea of the art collective, not just the work that comes out of it, but the feeling of it. The alchemy of people creating together, side by side. Sharing meals, materials, and ideas. Inspiring each other. A kind of organized chaos that...
Life is a Creative Process
An Old FriendThis past week in Asheville was more than just a creative reunion with an old friend — it felt like coming home to a part of myself I hadn’t visited in years. I was invited to spend a couple of weeks helping a fellow artist bring an old Griffin printing...
Zap-Zap
There’s a strange kind of beauty in stepping away from the life you know. It reminds me of my first trip to Europe years ago—three months of traveling from Paris to Ireland and everywhere in between. When I came back, I felt like I had changed in ways I couldn't even...
The Mess of it All
There’s a certain kind of chaos that I’ve come to love and admire—the kind you find on a Sunday morning in the Esperaza market or on a brisk sunny Wednesday in Quillan. A hundred different scents competing in the air: Moroccan spices, paella cooking in a massive pan,...
Maggie Mae Takes Quillan
Life often offers us opportunities to follow our dreams, but it takes a bit of obsession to chase them. For me, the dream of living as an artist in France has always been with me, clicking away at the back of my mind, and now is finally becoming a reality. I’m...
To Begin Again
For me, starting a new project is always the most thrilling part. (maybe that’s my ADHD - LOL) And, when it was time to actually fly to France to see some buildings, I was beyond excited. This search was a bit different from previous searches in NY and NJ; this one...
What’s a Quillan?
I get peppered with questions about Quillan. Where is it? Why that place? How do you even pronounce it? Let’s take a step back and unpack my top 10 thoughts/reasons.QUILLAN: MY TOP 101. Time to Paint First and foremost, I’m not painting as much as I want to. It’s...
Et ainsi ça commence
I've always been captivated by France—the timeless beauty of its landscapes, the charm of its historic architecture, the lyrical cadence of its language, the importance of its food, and its rich artistic culture. Yes, even the people. There's something refreshing...