I rediscovered this quote by Abraham Maslow and paired it with some of my own art. Don’t his words go straight to your heart?

Launching my art and writing website last year, I wanted to not only display my art for sale, but also share my low-budget journey of self-discovery following retirement from twenty year career in management. A bohemian soul with an accountant’s brain, I’ve learned a trick or two about saving money and finally following my bliss. Read how I saved $150 on a lawn mower battery and bought art supplies instead!

To have people who care about me, a roof over my head, food in my fridge, art supplies, and my wits about me (more or less) - these things are such gifts.

While 2020 has clearly been a year of great loss, it has also been a time of discovery.

Do any of you have a hard time accepting a compliment?

There are two things I know for sure. The first is that an art and/or writing practice can not only save your sanity, it can also open doors to opportunities you never expected.

So not a selfie person, but this is me – no nonsense, dark humor, cat lovin’, thrifting queen and kindness junkie. Read on if you want to know who you’re spending your time and/or money with!!

Yesterday, a neighbor who I wave at, but don’t really know, brought me this bouquet of almond tree cuttings. They are a much-needed reminder that simple kindness is still alive and well.

“Thank you for seeing me.” Her words broke my heart a little bit.

Family vacations in the summer always meant Manhattan Tower in Ft Lauderdale.

From my mother, I get my “tell it like it is” mindset, my creativity, and a shared preference in swear words. Like my dad, I don't suffer fools gladly, and am a passionate life-long learner. I also curse a lot while driving, just like him. :) What about you?

This painting, “Walking Each Other Home,” found its forever home recently, and I couldn’t be happier. It’s the second painting in my, “A Kinder World” series, a place where ALL people are valued equally.

“Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you're there.”

Click here for a funny video of me teaching a paper prayer flag class and talking with my hands, as usual.

I’m so excited to be included in a Next Avenue article on people creating businesses later in life.