Painting With Inks

Flourish or Flounder (2025) 20″ H x 17″ W

Made for the Alfred Lambourne Prize Exhibit 2025

Only The Lonely (2025) 12″ x 12″

Made for the New Mexico Regional “Telephone Tag” Call for Art. 

Sunrise, Sunset (2025) 12″H x 12″W

For New Mexico SAQA group

“Flutterby” (2025) 12″ H x 12″ W

Made for the New Mexico Regional “Telephone Tag” Call for Art. 

“Connective Tissue I & II” Diptych (2025) 30″ H x 38″ W

“O That I Were An Angel” (2023) 27″ H x 33W

My original drawing transferred to fabric with inks and watercolor pencils on cotton, stitched with metallic threads.

Spudnut (2023)  25″ H x 29″ W

“Spudnut” is my whimsical take on a barely (but apparently theoretically) possible toroid or donut shaped planet. Quietly glowing near the local nebula, Spudnut’s fierce gravity has kept its sprinkles, bits of icing, golden deliciousness, and donut hole close, even as centrifugal force has flung them away from the Yeasty Dwarf.” Fabric inks on white cotton and stitched with multiple rayon threads.

Craton (2023) 22″ H x 31″ W

“Stable continental crust is an end product of ‘intense magmatic, tectonic, and metamorphic forces and consists of metamorphosed crystalline and metamorphic rocks,’ typically light weight igneous rock, such as granite. This is my interpretation of magma, ‘floating’ to the surface, cooling, and forming precontinents, or cratons. Every continent was formed from a craton; the largest is in North America.” Fabric inks painted on white cotton and stitched with many rayon threads.

Sacred Woman of Plenty (2021) 35″ H x 42.5″ W

“For most of human history, it’s been by women’s hands that food was prepared and gifted.  Traditionally men cared for a farm and livestock, indeed ‘brought home the bacon.’ But it was women who grew, tended, watered, weeded, harvested, cleaned, preserved, cooked, served, and chose with whom to share bounty from their kitchen gardens. Here is portrayed a sacred feminine archetype ‘infuse(ing) her cooking, her thinking, (and) her dance on this earth with exquisite feminine grace and wisdom’ (Gabrielle Roth).  Women are not only behind foods that sustained life, but they also form life inside their bellies, bear it, give their hearts to it, then provide the milk to grow and nurture it.  My Woman has become gloriously, richly fat in the making of life and the sharing of food.  Woman–the sacred giver of plenty, dancing upon the earth.”

The Deeps (2023) 33″ H x 35″ W

“When I began painting these spheres, I was entranced by the shapes.  As I added layers of ink, I got the feeling I could peer deeply into the inked spots, like they were dimensional and I could travel into them, into the deep places.  Don’t you wonder, with all the repetitive motions and long gazing, what I found there?” Fabric inks painted on polyester satin.  Quilted with rayon threads. Raw edge, hand painted applique border.

Hanging by a Thread (2021) 20″ H x 20″ W

“Made specifically for entry into a show themed ‘First Responders’ with the idea to honor them. Paramedics intervene every day in life and death situations when lives do, indeed, hang by a thread. This work was inspired by paramedics who answered a frantic call at my own home early in 2021.  Bless them, they are angels.” The drawing was drawn with pencil on white cotton, then stitched free hand on a domestic Bernina with black and white thread. Inks were then applied to color the piece.  Bindings are composed of raw edge commercial fabrics quilted on around the edge as a border.  

(Donated to the West Valley City Firehouse #71.)

Last Wild View-Quadriptych Storm, Sunrise, Snow, Smog (2022) 27″ H x 36.5″ W

“For many years I’ve been gifted with a glorious view out my back windows, what I think of as my private vista. Nothing impeded my eyes as far north or west as I was able to see.  I spent hours sitting on my back steps watching light and shadow move across the land–thrilling to sunrises, clouds, and seasons flowing across the expanse, even trembling a bit as unbelievably powerful storms blew in, all in a rage. Looking back, I guess it was inevitable that one day bulldozers would arrive to subdivide the fields around me and turn the virgin ground into a shiny, new subdivision.  The city has finally grown out to encompass me. My new neighbors planted twigs of trees—not a bad thing; but they are growing tall and broad.  Soon they will completely obscure my vista. Soon I will see my last wild view. I already mourn.”

Individual vignettes began as white cotton.  Images were drawn in pencil then quilted with rayon threads on a domestic machine.  Painted with textile inks and acrylics.  Mounted on commercial fabric fused onto heavy felt.  Raw edge exterior border made with commercial fabric.

Hiking Out (2022) 28″H x 32″W

“She stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her away, she adjusted her sails.” Elizabeth Edwards.

Blue Sky and Thistles (2020) 30″H x 20″W

I just had a lot of fun drawing and painting these thistles set against the blue of the sky.