I don’t write about my family as often as I used to – at least not directly. They get a nod, now and then, as the inspiration for a new idea or for their part in creating something, but, there was a time when depression, autism, and parenthood (all headliners[Read more]
Last night, I exchanged emails with a middle school art teacher who was searching for a supply of small cardboard jewelry boxes. Later this week, she’s teaching a lesson on Joseph Cornell and students will use these smaller boxes to create sections within a larger box, and then fill those[Read more]
When I began teaching and talking about upcycling in our county’s schools, I heard tales of how many unused supplies get thrown out at the end of every school year. I knew my own children brought home notebooks that appeared untouched, plus, markers and glue sticks and other supplies that[Read more]
Last night, our older son started his usual Sunday night lament, detailing all the things he hates about Mondays (and Tuesdays and Wednesdays . . . and any day that involves school or interruption to his preferred routine). Glass-is-half-full person that I am, I tried redirecting the conversation to his[Read more]
I have wonderful news to share, thanks to a perfect storm of random conversations and perfectly timed interactions, over which I had absolutely no control nor any idea this would be the result. Honestly, a forwarded email led to a friendship that fueled some freelance work, that encouraged some movement[Read more]