New art!


Just dropped off several new paintings (including these two) to @davidericsonfineart just in time for @gallerystroll tonight from 6-9! David is having a $100-$200-$300 sale, so it’s a great time to stop in his gallery and see what he’s got! 418 S. 200 W. Salt Lake City. The sale is going for the next month if you can’t make it tonight. Check it out! #gallerystrollslc


Handed Down and Altered

I’m so excited to be included in the #handeddownandaltered project for the @mormonartscenter festival this month in New York City! This was the brainchild of artists @jkirkrichards and @rosedatocdall and included several of us taking inspiration from each other’s work and creating our own paintings on gold plates that will be linked together in a book. I kept seeing tree of life/fruit paintings, which made me think about the fruit being the love of God or charity. So I created five plates showing aspects of charity (from 1 Corinthians 13:4-8).

1. Charity Believeth All Things


2. Charity Hopeth All Things


3. Charity Beareth All Things


4. Charity Endureth All Things


5. Charity Never Faileth




Piano recital Monday, preschool carnival Tuesday, 2nd grade field trip Wednesday, preschool promotion today, kindergarten western program tomorrow and we’ll have made it through this crazy week! It’s a marathon as a parent, helping every kid with every thing, setting them up to succeed. And still, in moments like these, I always step back in amazement watching these smart, talented kids of mine grow up. They have so much goodness in them and sometimes I feel like I just need to get out of their way and let them shine. I sat at preschool promotion today and for the first time, had no smaller children I was trying to shush. My smallest child (who sat so stoic and reminded me of Forrest Gump the whole time 😂) was up there performing, reminding me I’m on the tail end of listening to four year olds shout zip-a-dee-do-da at the top of their lungs. They say most parents regret not enjoying the moments enough and, while I’m guilty of that plenty of the time, today was a day I savored. ❤️💔😭🤗 [“Not Boy, Not Man” 12x12, available at]


All That Light Passes Through

I took the reference photo for this painting of the water mugs at a rest stop somewhere in southern Utah. We were road tripping and my kids were restless, so we stopped for lunch at this fun side-of-the-road diner that wouldn’t take credit cards. It had the kind of food road trips are made of—big, juicy burgers and thick milkshakes perfect for dipping thin, crispy fries in. I sat watching my kids play, feeling the fresh air and sunshine, and basked in how much joy there is in the getting there. I had no idea how the rest of the vacation would turn out, but being together with my family away from it all was success enough for me. Every time I look at this painting, I smell summer and the joy comes flooding back. Here’s to the summer of 2018! May it be our best one yet ☀️☀️☀️



1810 Snow Angel VIII 10x10.jpg

I've been thinking lately about angels. I wonder about people I love who are on the other side and if they help me with my life or protect me and my family. I don't know all the answers to that. But I do know there are angels everywhere on this side. I see them in the people who drive my kids to soccer games while I'm at an art show (last night). I see them in listening ears who help me feel like I'm not so alone (yesterday afternoon). I see them in my mother who gives and gives and then, when I still call, she gives again (all month). I see them in my husband who sacrifices things to serve me and make me happy (everyday). Today I saw an angel in a thoughtful friend who brought this gorgeous bouquet of spring flowers to me just because. Life is so good and also sometimes really hard. I'm convinced one of the reasons we are here is to be each other's guardian angels and show as much love to each other as possible. (P.S. Thank you to whoever bought this painting at my solo show today! I am so grateful to everyone who has been to see it in person or online. It's hanging until the end of May! You can see more details or my online catalog here:


300 Plates


Here’s another one of my plates for #300plates! The event is this Thursday and you can check out   for tickets. If you can’t make it Thursday, you can see whatever plates are left on Friday during @gallerystroll! I love painting beaches cause I feel like just seeing them on my wall brings be that sweet calm of sitting next to the ocean smelling the waves. Best kind of therapy there is... 🌊

On a City Corner


 [“On a City Corner” 8x10] If you still need a Mother’s Day gift, I’ve got prints and blank cards available (as well as the originals) at my solo show! Head over to @saltlakejcc, they’re open from 8 am to 6 pm today and tomorrow. I may or may not have bought myself some new art for Mother’s Day and I can’t wait to hang it in my house! I love gifts that inspire me every time I see them (instead of just filling my space with more clutter) 🙌🏻🖼

Thank you!!


Thank you so much to everyone who came to my show last night (including those mischievous little boys who told me later, “it wasn’t as boring as I thought it’d be!” 😂🤦🏻‍♀️)! For everyone who wasn’t able to come, I’ve created an online catalog of the show (with sizes and prices and purchasing info) here: (Link in profile). I love finding the good in life and using art to tell the human stories that connect us all. I hope you find traces of your own stories in my work ❤️❤️




I saw Hamilton last night and I am still feeling tingly about how amazing it felt to be sitting there watching it live. There are hard moments in life to endure, to be sure. But there are so many good moments to savor—moments I want to soak every last drop out of: how it smelled, what colors i see, how my ears soared with the sound—those are the moments that make life grand 🙌🏻 [“Sunbather” 6x6, available at my solo show next week!]





[“Commuters” 8x8, available at my solo show 5/2!] When I worked full time, I used to love my commutes. They were such a beautiful quiet space before the day got loud and crazy or to decompress after work as I shifted hats from work to home. Sometimes I miss that now that my commute is five steps downstairs. With four kids under eight, quiet is a rare luxury at our house. But there’s beauty in the noise too. And sometimes the joy isn’t the destination, but the getting there. 🚴🏻‍♀️