Maybe not just kiss the cook?
I remember my Grandfather , R. B. McCarthy, as a loving and fascinating man. Despite my Mother thinking of him as dashingly handsome, when I compared to the men in advertisements and movies he was more , shall we say “average looking”. So when I began reading his journals and all the stories of the…
How I learned to love homework
I have a tiny studio in my home that is my workspace, refuge and factory. A place where occasionaly incense floats through the air only to be replaced by the smell of paints, and music permeates it all. Working from home I have produced artwork for numerous children’s books, commercial art like business cards and…
Grandpa’s Nutz !
Spicey Boozy Christmas nuts Christmas is a time for remembering. One of my favorite holiday memories is the fun of singing our family version of Deck the Halls “Drink the rum and lets’ be jolly” and my little sister and I shouting out the last line “Grandpa’s nuts! Grandpa’s nuts!” According to our parents, Grandpa was magically,…
Chocolate Mousse with Irish Whiskey Carmel Sauce and Whipped Cream… Or How Mary-Margaret learned to dance
My father was his family’s oldest and had been born within weeks of his parents immigrating from Ireland to Philadelphia. Christmases with his family were an often bizarre mix of Irish traditions and American additions,
Ready to come about!
It’s all about balance, right? When I say I am currently working on things that are more “adult” I don’t necessarily mean cheesy 70’s stuff you’d never admit to watching. I’m keeping within the fantasies, but taking a new, more mature tack. Women have an amazing ability to morph into memories that totally haunt you…
Baby bears spotted in downtown Edmonds!
Cafe Louvre is well known as The showcase for local artists, so when my work was selected as their featured artist in August I was blown away. It was a mad scramble, but the result is now up on the walls and looking for new homes ! A new direction for Haifa, the owner and…
Sometimes, not often mind you, but sometimes things come easily. For the longest time I envied story tellers. Wordsmiths like my old friend Stephen Cosgrove weave wonders book after book, each better than the one before. I have had some of the best times in my artists’ life working with these people. Yes my illustrations…