Why I Ride

I thought it was that feeling of weighlessness--flying through time and space--crunched down in the tiniest shape possible as your bike bombs down a hill.

But today I realized it's a full sensory experience....5 swans flying overhead...the smell of freshly cut grass and hyacinths...sunbeams warming my back

One Word: Magnetic Paint

Okay that's two words. But it's amazing. You can paint your wall--any wall and it suddenly becomes one giant magnet. Good for vision boards and remembering all your ideas.

Why the long silence?

We moved. At long last, an entire room dedicated to being an art studio. With a spiral staircase, vaulted ceiling and now a magnetic wall.

Let the creativity begin!