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Featured on “Mile High Style”

January 26, 2015

Liz Finkelstein – the “go to” source for home and personal style on Colorado’s Front Range posted a really lovely feature about me and my work on her blog today.  To see the feature, go to the Mile High Style blog!  Thanks Liz!

Just Hired! – A New Director of Studio Security (in training)!

January 16, 2015
Abby at home

Abby at home

This is Abby, my new Director of Studio Security.  Abby will be striving to fill the shoes (paws) of my former Security Director, Bridget, who passed away last July.  We looked far and wide for a fully qualified candidate to train, and found this lovely girl at Big Bones Canine Rescue in northern Colorado.  Abby is 8 or 9 months old, and about 55 pounds.  She will fill out to about 80 or 90 pounds as she “grows into” her new career.  At the moment, we’re working on the basics, and there is some question as to who is training who…..but I am very excited to have her join the team here at the studio!

The September 2013 Colorado Flood

June 15, 2014

On September 11, 2013, the community in which I live and work was devastated by what would later be called a “Thousand-Year Flood”.  More than 17 inches of rain fell over a four-day period.  Although my husband Al and I suffered no damage to our home or my studio, our roads, electricity, water supply, phone lines, and a system of five dams and lakes were all destroyed.  Every major highway in the area was severely damaged.  Entire towns were cut off.  Across seventeen Colorado counties, thousands of Coloradans suffered severe damage to their homes, or lost them completely.  Eight people were killed.  The number of people rescued by National Guard helicopters as a result of the flood was second only to the record number rescued during Hurricane Katrina.

My husband and I and our dog, Bridget, evacuated from our home by helicopter a week after the flood.  We stayed briefly with friends, and then relocated to a condominium in Estes Park, normally about a 30 minute drive from our home.  At that point, it might as well have been on a different planet.  There was simply no way to get back.  We had evacuated with two suitcases and our computers, leaving everything else behind, including our vehicles.  We had to buy a car.  Friends and family sent us care packages of clothing and other necessities.  The organization that owned the condo we rented graciously provided us with basic furniture and housekeeping items.  It was a very disturbing and disorienting experience, but we were very lucky…we were okay, and we knew that we still had a home we could eventually return to.  That was more than thousands of other evacuees could look forward to.

Because of truly remarkable efforts on the part of many individuals and organizations, after nearly four months of being evacuated, Al and I were able to return to our home for New Year’s Eve.  At that point we had passable (though rugged) roads, electricity, water from a cistern we had plumbed into the house, and phones via our satellite internet service.  We watched our water use carefully, burned a lot of firewood, and were grateful to be home.

We are still looking for normal.  Landline phones were only restored about three weeks ago.  We still don’t have a mail box, and have to drive to the Post Office to get our mail…which can be anywhere from a one hour to a four-hour round trip, depending on the activity in the construction zones where work on the damaged highway is still continuing.  Heavy spring runoff temporarily closed one of only two ways into the community, leaving us a bit uneasy when it rained until the second road could be restored.  Construction delays make it almost impossible to predict how long it will take to get anywhere.  And rebuilding the dams that once gave the community a string of picturesque lakes will be a multi-year task.

For me, the closest thing to normal has been my time in the studio.  I am so grateful for the commitment to my work that allows me to indulge in many hours of escape from continually confronting an unimaginably lengthy and complex reconstruction and recovery task.  My work renews my energy and optimism, and helps me to see the beauty that still remains in spite of the destruction.  I have never been more thankful to have found my life’s work in painting.

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