Tag: Creative Process
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Stellamaris Sits

Today I did something new: I asked my daughter, Stellamaris, to sit for a portrait. It was a modest, quick little thing. A pencil sketch. It’s not like I haven’t made plenty of portraits of her—of all my kids. Many hours my pencil has chased my little ones while they play, dashed off sleeping baby…
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The Stations of Acceptance

It’s easy to look back with sighs of regret, as a mother “in the weeds,” as a person in midlife, having made life’s commitment at last, at the unfinished work; work that has been eclipsed by the demands of your dependents, and cannot be attended to again for some months or years, if ever. What…
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A Little Piece of my Heart

I made this little oil painting while I was pregnant with my son. Perhaps I was pondering the sure evidence of the love of God growing within me as I conceived it.
