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As the clock struck midnight, I was looking back at 2025 as bridge from fledgling creative to emerging artist. Not two years ago I was painting in my recliner, too nervous to call myself an artist. Tonight, I’m ending 2025 with a studio full of canvases, a shop full of prints, and a community that shows up every Wednesday night to paint and chat with me live! Here’s what happened in between: Launched a collaboration with my husband to provide limited edition watercolor painti

I was seven when I first stepped into a leotard. It started innocently enough: a baton-twirling class in my elementary school gym offered by The Academy of Artistic Performance. One twirl of that silver stick to “He’s So Shy” by the Pointer Sisters and I was hooked. Next came tap shoes that clicked like rain on a tin roof, then jazz, ballet, and finally pointe — because if you’re going to dream, dream on your toes! I still laugh remembering my very first recital costume: a sa

Three years ago I was 50, sitting in a recliner with a $24 Cotman watercolor travel set, no art studio, outdated training and zero confidence. Now I am live-streaming about my heroes series weekly. This is the story of the years in between. THE RECLINER DAYS It was a Friday in August 2022 and I was invited to participate in an online group exercise called "10 minute art". I rushed out earlier that day to get a small watercolor set because I didn't have viable art supplies