I grew up in Michigan, which means I have strong opinions about winters, coffee, and the value of making things with your hands.
That last one turned out to matter most.
I’ve been a maker my whole life. First as a graphic designer, then as a web designer, and somewhere along the way, as a painter, printmaker, calligrapher, author, and speaker who still can’t quite believe that’s a sentence she gets to write about herself.
These days I live in Thomasville, Georgia with two cats, a dog named Indy, a growing collection of art supplies, and a Moka pot that gets more use than it probably should.
Every day I make something by hand. Most mornings that means a sketch or painting, whether in the sketchbook I always have with me or on one of the easels I always have set up. I also do linocut printing and hand lettering, because apparently one analog obsession is never enough.
These days I live in Thomasville, Georgia with two cats, a dog named Indy, a growing collection of art supplies, and a Moka pot that gets more use than it probably should.
Every day I make something by hand. Most mornings that means a sketch or painting, whether in the sketchbook I always have with me or on one of the easels I always have set up. I also do linocut printing and hand lettering, because apparently one analog obsession is never enough.