The Beach House
Preface: I had hoped to have my website completely updated and finished before pushing a new blog post, but I needed to vent a little. We’ll call this a “soft…
Tara Choate What should I call my journal?
So, it’s been a while. I’m not going to apologize because I think you all know my reasons for taking it easy; however, it was a little scary logging onto…
What’s Next?
As I mentioned in last week’s post, after the workshop, I spent a few days just puttering around. During this period, I made a few decisions. I need some down…
Skip Lawrence Workshop
It’s been an intense few months. And I’ve been burning the candle at both ends. So on April 26 I started a ten day vacation that was arranged around a…
It wasn’t about the money
This weekend Mom’s estate took part in “The Great Oregon Coast Garage Sale“. After the initial visit to Mom’s house, where I cleaned out her clothes (Marie Kondo, step 1)…
Happy medium no longer exists
Forgive me for this rant. It’s a rant about something distinctly first world, but I find myself unwilling to keep it bottled up. Why is it so freaking hard to…
Trust your intuition, you
As I mentioned in my previous post, this weekend was the Watercolor Society of Oregon (WSO) Spring Convention. The WSO conventions are always something of a highlight for me; they…
Extremity
A friend pointed out this week that I had not posted for more than a month. I’m working on apologizing less, so I would like to say thank you for…
Judgements
I did not go to work today because I had a nasty “stomach” and… well… let’s just leave it there. After calling in sick, I went back to bed for…