The 411 on accessing Marks of Resistance: Indigenous Embroidery as an online class.
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My Miracle Manifestation
Learning to walk on sunshine after coming out of Bald Cypress – My Journey From Depression 2 A Miracle!
My Podcast Journey
Required GarageBand iSO and Anchor.fm Exploration
Gratitude Report No. 2 for 2018
The blessing of gratitude and the resulting peace & contentment it brings.
Are You Ready To Dye Some Fabric or Yarn? Basic Materials You’ll Need For Indigo Dyeing
Description with links to supplies and tutorials for dyeing with natural indigo.
Teaching Modern Quilting: Quilts As Art
Last night, I met with seven precious ladies in my first Modern Quilting Class at Wilson Community College. I’m humbled and blessed to be their guide to the world of stitching. Six are beginners and one is a quilter ready to make her quilts into works of art. So, I’m back to journaling my journey…
The Creative Process
While unpacking boxes, as I settle into my childhood home, I came across my research from teaching Contemporary Art & Design at Chowan University a few years ago. The timing was perfect for me to be my own learner. “Teaching is for learners,” echoing in my ears in my Momma’s voice. The creative process of…
Essential Edge Live 2016
This is day number four after attending the Essential Edge Live Retreat, whose motto is “BE BOLD OR ITALIC never regular | Dream It. Plan It. Live It.” My goals for attending this retreat were two-fold: 1) to gain clarity and insights into ways to increase sales; and 2) to network with other creatives to…
A New Year With Penland On My Mind
The blessing of a new year is the privilege to roll the dial back to 001. Being at one signifies a new day, a brand new start, having another opportunity to get living life right. My reward to myself is a continuous 28-day pledge to draw, make color and journal the process. I’m a teaching…
Reflections On Being a Teaching Artist
As difficult as it can be to attend a university, teaching at one is harder, especially working as an adjunct. But, I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m blessed with a dream job teaching at a small Christian school nestled around a beautiful park. I drive through rural Eastern North Carolina to Squirrel Park…
