The Elephant opened the door. Lotus crossed the threshold... There comes a season when becoming is no longer the work. Being is. Not the kin...

There comes a quiet moment when an artist realizes she is no longer making what she once made. The materials are familiar.  Cloth. Needle. T...

Re-post Madonna and Meaning. Each Madonna I create carries her own story, woven with layers of symbolism. Pink roses embody joy, gratitude, ...