Another summer has passed, making me wonder where the time has gone. Did I do enough with my daughter? Did we make lots of memories? Why did I not do this or that? And the answer to all these questions is, It was enough. Because it has to be. Regret is one of the worse… Continue reading Empty nest cometh
creating beautiful, personalized centerpieces for any celebration.
Most artists struggle with comparing themselves to other artists. I try hard not to do this, as it can be very damaging. It can even make you avoid painting. I enjoy reading and living by quotes, and one of my favorites is one by Theodore Roosevelt. That quote is so true! When I am working… Continue reading Reaching an epiphany
reality in decorating your home
Growing up with an unusual name wasn’t easy. I can’t tell you how many times it has been mispronounced and misspelled, and still is. I absolutely hated it. My mother found my name while watching the Alfred Hitchcock movie, Marnie. She loved Sean Connery, enjoyed the movie, and wanted something different. And she got it.… Continue reading Hello my name is Misspelled……
Who determines what failure is? How is it determined? When it is determined? I recently had a conversation with a family member who had packed their family up, moved across the country, following a dream. We were, and are so proud of them for chasing a dream. Even if it seems to have stalled at… Continue reading The art of embracing Failure
It has been a dream of mine to visit Disneyland to see where it all began. When I spoke with people, very often I was told how disappointed I would be. Its much smaller was what I heard, or does not compare to Florida. Hardly a positive comment ever. But I did not change my… Continue reading Visiting Disneyland for the first time
In the midst of cleaning my cellar, I found another project to do….. I came across a bag of handkerchiefs crocheted by my Great Grandmother Antonia. This would be the same Grandma you hear me refer to when I mention the silver I use at all family gatherings. She loved to crochet, and crocheted many,… Continue reading The art of heirlooms
an old car becomes part of many weddings
I grew up the daughter of a mechanic, and both of my parents enjoyed cars. So its not a surprise that I love them as well. Growing up it was normal to see a car in my Dad's garage in various states of repair. One of these cars was a 1929 Model A that he… Continue reading The art of meeting again
Art and Musings by Marnie 