Among the Bryophytes

I’m spending a lot of time with my face very close to moist ground. That’s where the mosses and liverworts live. I’m trying not to let the thought of ticks stop me, and while I often end up with wet clothes from getting so close, leaning on wet logs and kneeling in mud, it’s worth … Read more

The Ever-Moving Air

Last summer, I had the pleasure of spending several days on West Ironbound Island with artists Erin Donovan and Susanne Chui, on a pilot residency project created by the Kingsburg Coastal Conservancy. Our time was spent getting to know one another amid the island’s sounds, places, stories, and its more-than-human inhabitants. Although our time on … Read more


This year, I’m side-stepping commitments, at least in my art practice. I won’t hold myself to making something every day or every week, but I will make things if the mood takes me. I’m moving slowly…tidying, thinking, stitching. I have permission to stay the course or change direction as often as I chose, chase hare-brained … Read more

Lunenburg Art Gallery

I’m getting ready for a show and sale at the Lunenburg Art Gallery with Nancy French of Lindenlea Paper. We’ll be at the Gallery December 7-12. I’ll have sculptural paintings, artist’s books and handbound books, letterpress printed broadsides and altered broadsides, eroding alphabets, nests you can wear, mushroom portraits (originals and prints), natural-dyed handspun yarns, … Read more

When Blue = Happy

I’m practicing what I call ‘colour therapy’….wearing and working with bright colours to shift a stubbornly low mood. I found this beautiful blue wool in my fibre stash, a long-ago gift from my sister. Every day for a couple of weeks I had this glowing, deep blue stuff nearby–on my desk, in my hands, in … Read more

Alone at Acadia

I’ve got a textile piece in this exhibition, which runs February 10- April 13th at the Acadia University Art Gallery. I’m working on it over the duration of the show, so please go have a look, and then go back for another look later! Because of the pandemic, everything is online, and the curator has … Read more

Working Backwards

I’m not really convinced there’s ‘forward’ or ‘backwards’ with movement or making, but I do like to joke about working backwards. Setting type unfolds upside-down AND backwards. I’m left-handed, so I often start at the right side of an image and work right to left so I don’t drag my hand across wet media or graphite and make a mess. And then there is unmaking or obscuring; that’s the ‘backwards’ I’m thinking about lately…working from a “something” (text or image) towards a “nothing” that’s not really nothing. This week, I’m working backwords from a failed broadside until it becomes nearly unrecognizable, a process I find much more intriguing than starting with a blank page.

Eroding Alphabets

Before I had the vocabulary to describe it, I perceived certain forms and beings in the landscape as ‘texts’: tracks, patterns in dry earth or tree bark, lichens and mushrooms fruiting, stones piled on a beach, waves, plant structures, and so on. These forms and patterns were communicating something, even if that something was inscrutable, … Read more

Slow and steady…

doesn’t win the race, but eventually finishes something… sometime. Some days I love facing a creative jumble on my desk, other days, it’s crazy-making. In my efforts to free up space (both mental and physical) I’ve been attempting to complete projects that have been lying around half-finished. This month, that means binding books…soft cover and … Read more