To the Artists — Especially the Mothers — This Is Our Time
As a single mother, I live in two worlds. In one, I’m protecting my children — helping them navigate a world flooded with information that isn’t always true, where social media distorts reality and fear is sold as fact. In the other, I’m an artist — trying to stay grounded in truth, to create something honest, something…
Taking Chances When Fear Is Loud
Quiet Courage / Inner Strength 30X30 It would be easy to retreat right now. The world feels heavy—uncertain, noisy with headlines that make you want to look away. For many of us, the ground beneath our feet no longer feels steady. Jobs feel fragile. Futures feel blurred. Stability feels less like a promise and more…
Empty Boots — A Remembrance Day Reflection
Over the summer, I began painting a pair of old boots — empty, scuffed, and softened with time — surrounded by a sea of poppies swaying gently in the wind. At first, it was just a way to release my sadness and frustration with the world — to pour it out through colour and form.…
When Rejection Sparks Reinvention: A Story of Light, Loss, and Starting Again
The email came quietly — no fanfare, no warning.Just a few lines that landed like a dull thud in my inbox: my submission to the Mosaic Art Show hadn’t been accepted. I sat there, staring at the screen.Then at the two paintings leaning against the wall — Armour in Light and She Who Rises.The irony…
Beautifully Unravelled at Festival Art Show
I first saw the call for submissions to the Festival Art Show at the St-Laurent Complex while sitting in the never-ending school pick-up line. You know the one—thirty cars deep, inching forward while you mentally juggle dinner plans, homework, and the fact you forgot to switch the laundry… again. Spots for the exhibit were limited, so I…
Quantum Entanglement vs. Guardian Angels: The Unseen Threads That Bind Us
There are moments in life that don’t fit neatly into reason. They slip through the fingers of science and spill beyond the grasp of faith, landing softly in the mystery of being human. Lately, I’ve been thinking about quantum entanglement—that breathtaking truth in physics that says two particles, once connected, remain forever bound. No matter how…
Creating Art in the Chaos
It’s been a while since my last blog—not because I haven’t had anything to say,but because lately, the world just feels loud.Wars rage. Forests burn. Floods take lives. Systems fail.And for many of us—especially the quiet ones, the artists, the mothers, the sensitive souls—this noise seeps in and settles deep.We scroll, we watch, we ache.…
Gratitude in the Chaos
The days start early and end late. I wake to the sound of an alarm and the weight of a to-do list already pressing against my chest. Coffee, emails, kids, work. Walk the dogs. Prep dinner. Answer one more message. Check in on my parents. Fold the laundry. Finish the dishes. Remind someone to brush…
The Unseen Side of Single Motherhood
It’s easy to conjure a picture of a single mom. Tired. Overwhelmed. Maybe a little messy. We see these images echoed in the media, whispered in judgment, and reflected in our own self-perception. But what lies beneath the surface? What about the strength? The resilience? The dreams that refuse to be silenced? The Full-Time Hustle…
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Shaping the Crazy 