Below are fliers for what, where, and when I’m teaching others how to make something of it. Almost anything I teach can be adapted to suit a different group, location or amount of time. For example, the summer camps I’m teaching for “young upcyclers” (grades 4 through 8) could become[Read more]
Remember that scene in Steel Magnolias, when Truvy’s husband surprises her with a new beauty salon – Truvy’s West – and she exclaims: “I’m a chain!” Last year, the Oldham County Schools Arts Center gave me space to store my overflow of rescued materials (beyond what’s in my barn and the[Read more]
I’m not sure if age has taught me not to worry about what others think or if I’ve just learned what’s worth worrying about and what isn’t – either way, the older I get, the less likely it is I’ll be bothered by something superficial. Our 2001 Honda Odyssey – whom I lovingly[Read more]
I swear I was born in the wrong era. I’ve always resonated more with the descriptions of Depression Era folks and Baby Boomers than I have with GenX. I don’t romanticize the struggles of families that lived in those generations, but I do find myself longing for some of the[Read more]
I write a lot about looking for potential in things we might otherwise discard. But, what about beauty? That’s sometimes more difficult to see, because, too often, I mistake beauty with perfection. A good example would be some of the “art” our boys create at school. It’s painfully obvious when[Read more]
When I worked as a professional organizer, my focus was on helping clients look at the big picture. When you’re deciding what to keep and what to toss, it’s easy to get sidetracked by certain items or an entire room and not look at your life/space as a whole – you[Read more]