The Women We Walk Through Life With

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["The Women You Walk Through Life With" 16x16, available at #artandsoup] Last night I celebrated Pi Day by getting pie with a bunch of friends in my neighborhood. We laughed hard and stayed up later than I usually do talking and empathizing and relaxing and listening. It was so refreshing. Wherever I've been in my life, I'm so grateful for the women who have walked next to me during it. It started early with sisters, mother, cousins and moved to friends, roommates, coworkers, neighbors, mother/sister-in-laws, book clubbers, playgroup moms, painting ladies, pta moms, relief society sisters, church presidencies, social media friends and on and on and on. Some have stayed this whole time, others have come and gone, but the support system has felt the same. They've cried with me and listened to me and troubleshooted problems with me and made me laugh so hard I couldn't breathe. I honestly don't know how I would've made it this far in life without all the women I've leaned on to get here. They say it takes a village to raise a child (so true!) but I think it takes a village to keep teaching and helping and raising me as I try to keep growing forward. Thank you to every one of you that have been my girls and made me better.  #sisters (also, I couldn't stop singing "havana oooh na na..." as I painted this)

Work and Play


[“Work and Play” 36x36, available at #artandsoup next week] I’m sitting at the kids museum on a field trip watching my boys pretend to work at a construction site. They’re so fascinated playing “work” and pretending to be grown ups. And yet if I ask them to work at home, it’s the end of the world 😭😫... Until I tell them to pretend the spilled crayons are Easter eggs and they need to go on an Easter Egg hunt to pick them all up, and then it’s play again. Kids 🤣. But really, all of us, right? It’s attitude and perseverance and a degree of just showing up and getting it done. So we can play again. 


Value Study


This is the value study for the painting I’m working on today. Last year, in between the lunch and dinner sessions of #artandsoup, a few of us artists went and hung out in a cafe and I snapped this photo. I’m finally getting around to painting it just in time for Art & Soup again! Mark your calendars—Wednesday, March 21 and Thursday, March 22! You can get tickets and more info at 🎨+🍲

Waving Through A Window


This is a public service announcement to say if you listen to “Waving Through A Window” (from the musical Dear Evan Hansen) on repeat, whatever work you’re doing today will be infinitely more enjoyable. Singing is one of those creative talents I’m so jealous I don’t have, but I’m so in awe of those who do. And it doesn’t stop me from belting out songs alone in my studio while I work 😜🤗🎶 #dearevanhansen #yourewelcome



One of my favorite things I learned from my high school art classes was pointillism—the art of making pictures out of dots. Sometimes I still pull out pieces like this (that I’ve been working on for years) just for the therapy of it. There’s something beautiful in the repetition of making small marks, more where it’s dark, less where it’s light. Up close, it’s hard to see what you’re making and how it’ll turn out, but zooming out it all makes sense. Steve Jobs said, “You can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something - your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.” Amen, Steve-o. 



I’ve had neighbors stopping by all day bringing food to fill up backpacks for kids who go home from school hungry on the weekend. One neighbor even just brought over flowers. Whenever I feel sad or sick about the world, I stop and focus on the people around me who are doing so much good. Yes, we absolutely have holes to fill. But there are a lot of good people shoveling and I want to be on their team ❤️🙏🏻

City by the Bay


Just mailed this commission off to sunny California ☀️ San Francisco means lots of things to lots of people. To them it was three years of dental school, early days of marriage, babies number one and two.... we never forget the places that made us grow, that began our roads. It’s such an honor for me to paint a little bit of that story that people can take with them ❤️



Transferring drawings onto boards today. Sometimes I get so lost in the details of drawing. I love the repetitiveness of making shapes, finding lines, and making decisions about what things to emphasize and what to let fade back. I love picking out highlights and shadows and thinking ahead to how I can make these seemingly insignificant pieces shine in the final painting. Being an artist is so much fun. 

Big Sister


I painted her and sold it and painted her again and gave it to her for Christmas. She’s such a thoughtful big sister in our family and is so observant of everyone’s needs. On this particular day, we were at a park while my youngest son had soccer practice. The older three brought bikes and were riding around. But this brother was still getting the hang of a two-wheeler and very tippy. I looked up at one point and saw this scene: big sister willingly parking her own bike so she could help her little brother learn to ride. She ran all around the park with him like this, encouraging in his ear, telling him he could do it. When she finally got tired, her twin tagged her out and kept running with him. There’s something about that right? For all the people that come in and out of our lives, there’s nothing quite like those family members that have been running alongside us the whole way, holding on when we need it, cheering on when we succeed ❤️❤️.

Art in the Home


I’m excited to be part of this really cool exhibit that opens this Friday! My friend @clint_whiting wondered what the influence of having original art in your home is? He took pieces from 14 local artists to homes that couldn’t typically afford original art in exchange for an object of their choice. Both the objects and the art will be displayed together as well as the participants’ responses about the effect fine art had on their home. Come join us at the opening reception! @utahartsandmuseums



I delivered this commission over the weekend to good friends who just moved out of this home. They went on to a bigger and better home and I’m so happy for them. But even when that’s the case, it’s hard to leave our old spaces. I think it’s because a little bit of our dna stays behind in the places we’ve lived. All of our footprints are still layered into the floors, our faces reflect back in the mirrors, our hands own a little bit of that sink where we washed so many dishes, our muscles earned the walls we painted, grass we mowed, weeds we picked, projects we finished. When your baby takes their first steps in a room, that carpet is part of your story. For the rest of your life, you tell memories of things that happened in those spaces. It might have been someone else’s before and it might be someone else’s now, but for a season it belonged to our history, and therefore it will always be ours.