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I am obsessed by color. I am a sucker for the drama of striking light. I keep being drawn to the lush fullness of fruit. I’m soothed by looking at flowers. I think food can be as beautiful as anything else. I want only the simplicity of watercolor – painting pure pigment on cotton paper. I love to make these paintings.

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For four years I faithfully wrote weekly journal entries for my blog.  Now and then I go back to what I’ve written and think that some of this huge body of  content could be given new life – but the impulse was to use my speaking voice this go-round.

Watercolor Conversations with Cara Brown is the result.  I am re-visiting some of these journal entries – sharing the stories, seeking, and inspiration in my written words – along with whatever else occurs to me to say at this point in time. 

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January 6, 2015 – Living “pink” – as I see it

January 6, 2015 – Living “pink” – as I see it

When I first started to write these posts three months ago, fearing I’d need ideas to write each week, I hunted around in my computer for things I’d already written and I ran across this in an email I’d sent to my friend Vicki about a year ago: My success and...

December 30, 2014 – My edge – exquisite softness for myself

December 30, 2014 – My edge – exquisite softness for myself

In 1998, when the movie “Saving Private Ryan” came out, Joe and I went to see it in the theater.  It was getting rave reviews, it was Spielberg, a great cast – everyone was seeing it, so we did too.  About ten minutes into the beach-landing scene I found myself...

December 23, 2014 – Blessed by Black Labs

December 23, 2014 – Blessed by Black Labs

Joe and I have had three black Labradors – all boys.  Well the first one, Bud, was really Joe’s dog. He was nine when Joe and I started dating - when I lived in a house that had white carpet and a white sofa.  It was my girly-girl house.  My dad called it my little...