Scouting trip to France: Isle sur la Sorgue.

Lately I’ve been writing a lot about a workshop that I’m helping to plan that will take place in the south of France, near Arles, in fall of 2020.  Well, just this past week I was finally able to get over there to do a little hands-on, boots on the ground sort of scouting of…

Van Gogh, Reinvention, and other meanderings.

I’ve been thinking a lot about reinvention lately. It seems to be what especially we women do with ourselves, or at least, what I’ve done with myself, what with leaving a career to have children and all.  And I can sometimes get discouraged about that.  But, I just finished reading a wonderful book-  “Range” by…

Austria, May 2019

While I’m of course meticulously planning towards the workshop in southern France in fall of 2020, that doesn’t mean I’m sitting at home.  On the contrary!  I’ve been traveling more lately than I have in a long time, for many reasons- my lagniappe kids*, my daughter’s senior year, my husband’s schedule, to name just a…

Workshop in France: Places to Stay and How to Get There.

How to Get There:  Travel to Provence will likely not be a direct flight from any US airport, but  you can easily book a flight straight through to Marseille with a stop in Paris.   A quick flight from Paris will get you to the Marseilles airport, from where you can rent a car and easily…

France: The List.

In my last post I talked about the art workshop that I will be co-hosting in Provence along with artists Kirsten Stingle and Lynn Leahy.  With no further ado, here’s a sampling of what will be keeping us busy while we’re staying in lovely, amazing, heavenly Provence. The villa where the workshop will be held…

Who wants to go to France with me?

I love to travel.  I love art.  I adore France.  So imagine putting all three of those things together and then putting it out there to share with others…  and yes, this is actually happening.  From September 24-October 3 of 2020, this is indeed actually happening. Several months ago I was approached by a friend…

Paris in February.

I love Paris in the springtime. Okay, so I love Paris pretty much anytime.  And we weren’t exactly there in the springtime. February is not, by anyone’s standards, springtime in Paris.  But by some magical good fortune, the weather that we had while visiting allowed me to at least imagine that I was, in fact,…

Victoria, British Columbia.

Oh, how we love the Pacific Northwest! We seem to find a way to get out here at least once a year.  My daughter loves it more than any of us, though, and she’s actually been out twice, in the past two weeks.  Yes, once for her 18th birthday, to visit a dear friend from…

Aspen forests.

“I cannot remember the books I’ve read any more than the meals I have eaten; even so, they have made me.” Ralph Waldo Emerson There is a thought that’s been bubbling up in me lately, and it’s a comforting one.  Maybe it’s part of growing older- or, the nicer way of saying it- maturing.  Or…

San Francisco, September.

Sometimes I just crave a change of scenery.  Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say a change of temperature. It’s that time of year in Georgia when I find myself obsessively checking Weather.com, hoping that maybe, just maybe they had the forecast wrong and it won’t really be 91 degrees on the 5th…