An Old House, American Horror Story and My Newest Painting

Lately I have started watching the show American Horror Story with my daughter. I don’t know why I do this to myself because I am easily spooked but it’s a good show. I really do enjoy it. However, we live in an old house, a house with lots of creaks and shifting; a house that hisses and whines on a windy day.


It was built in 1878 as a school house, attached to the back is an old shed which we are renovating to become a family room. The shed has exposed wood beams and a vaulted ceiling so it will be really cool.

In our tear down, when we started the demolition of the existing walls in this back shed we found an old creepy half size door, perfect size for kids to come in and out. On the opposite side of the room there are stairs that lead to an old cellar.

Sometimes we have to go down to the cellar, it’s where the water pump and sump pump are located. The cellar is filled with dark, stone cubby holes and storage areas. These areas are too dark to peer into so when you are down there it has a definite creepiness and you can’t shake the feeling you are being watched.

Because it’s such an old house and I am easily spooked my imagination likes to play tricks on me. One night I woke up to the sound of children talking,  I went into my daughter and step daughters room to give them proper hell for being awake in the middle of the night. Except they were fast asleep. Or perhaps pulling a fast one on me. I still haven’t been able to figure it out.

I also hear what sounds like walking upstairs when I am here alone and it is dead silent. We have a french door that separates the upstairs loft where I paint to the kids bedrooms and bathroom (our bedroom is on the first level). The french door keeps the cat and dogs out of the bedroom area so when I hear this walking I know it’s not animals. My husband says it’s just the house creaking, especially on a windy day and I know he’s right but still, it’s hard not to be spooked.

Here is my latest painting, inspired by my over active imagination and my watching of American Horror Story.



Proud To Be A New Artist At UGallery, A Curated Online Gallery

In August, after much work and anticipation I was accepted to be one of approximately 500 artists represented by UGallery which is a curated online gallery. Currently I have eight pieces showcased on their site and any of my art that is for sale there will be exclusive to Ugallery and will not be offered for sale anywhere else. It is a big accomplishment for me as only 10% of artists that apply get accepted. So I am super excited to be a part of this diverse group of artists and to have been featured on their blog.

Here are a few of my pieces that are for sale at Ugallery



Ambition 24×40 inches



Red Rooftops 20×48 inches



Blackbird 24×36 inches



Zombie In A Pink Dress 12×26 inches

Easter Barf Fest, Broken Water Pipes and Art On Hold

So Easter is now past us, thank god for that! We all ate way too much chocolate, six weeks of no processed foods, dairy or sugar and we went a little crazy in the “let’s have a treat” department. I’ve noticed now that too much sugar makes us all grumpy, too much processed foods or dairy and we have stomach aches, headaches, and an all around crappy feeling. To make matters worse one of our water pipes is broken, and of course it being non stop rain it’s a slow going fix to the water issue. Plus one of my kids had the “chocolate” flu. Projectile vomit is extra gross when you don’t have water handy to clean it up. Trying to collect rain water in buckets to clean it all up wasn’t exactly my idea of a good time! Thank god for concentrated cleaning products.


See I had all these plans to paint new artwork this weekend, all these great ideas, I was in the mood for color and texture. For now my art is on hold while I wait for the water to come back on and sick kids to get back to school. The above painting Titled “Lost” I thought was the perfect reflection of how I felt this long weekend!


I Survived The Winter! Added A New Family Member and Started A Weight Loss Journey

I survived the long winter, record cold temperatures, being smoked out by the wood stove and record snow fall which caused me in the end to give up completely on shovelling, much to the distress of anyone climbing our snowbank to get to our front door (what a rebel I am). And no, when I say new family member I am not talking about a new baby, but a puppy, which is reminding me very much of the toddler years with my kids. I’m getting up in the middle of the night for potty breaks and tiptoeing around a sleeping puppy so I don’t wake him while I’m trying in vain to get things done.  Meet Bosco, the boxer puppy Image

Yes, that is him, sleeping in our bed, I know, I know, we will never get rid of him and he will get much bigger! Tell that to my husband, as you can see he loves the cuddles….. I personally have developed a bit of a love/hate relationship with the puppy, picking up poop and waking in the middle of the night to paws in my neck and his hot kitty litter breath in my face. When my back is turned he sneaks over to the kitty litter and scoops out a poop to hide for later consumption, GROSS. I joke about the love/hate thing, it’s pure hate, haha, no, I love him but he’s keeping me very busy just when I’m also busy reinventing my online art presence. Here is my shiny new website. There is still lots to do with all that but it’s a darn good start!

As for my weight loss journey, well this is a whole family effort but we cut out all processed foods, sugar, dairy and red meat from our diet. It’s been a tough six weeks so far but we are surviving and finding new food favourites. Everyone has slimmed down a little and feels just so much better! 

I’m In An Abstract Mood, A Colorful, Lively Abstract Mood

I’ve been in an abstract mood lately, a colorful, lively abstract mood. Kind of like all my thoughts and feelings are merging together with blurred lines and scribbled shapes. I’m feeling blue, then seeing red, shades of pink delight me while turquoise glimmers in the light. I can’t keep myself within any set boundaries and seem to want to push the limits with explosive color and movement. I’m in an abstract mood lately, a colorful, lively abstract mood and the only thing to do now is paint.



Patchwork 12″x22″ $340.00 USD, shipping included to Canada and the continental US, everywhere else message below for a shipping quote.

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Patchwork II 30″x30″ $580.00 USD, shipping included to Canada and the continental US, everywhere else message below for a shipping quote.


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A Kids Halloween Party, A Terrifying Haunted House = Traumatized Kids And A Happy Halloween

Last weekend we had our youngest daughter Isabelle’s birthday party with her school friends. It was a little late coming, as her actual birthday was September 27th, but better late then never.

We decided to do a Halloween theme to also celebrate the upcoming season that is a favourite in our house. I have to say it was quite the challenge planning a Halloween party that would last no longer then two hours, keep 16 kids between the ages of 6-10 happy without scaring the crap out of them.

We decided we would play a few games, have a haunted house and do a palm reading session; palm reading courtesy of our 16-year-old daughter. The party was a huge hit.

The haunted house was down a wide back hallway that has a window bench and flanking bookshelves.  We had a coffin on the window bench with my oldest daughters friend hidden inside adorned in a scary mask and vampire collar. On the opposite side of the hall, hidden just behind our bedroom door was my husband complete with black mask. He was holding an industrial air compressor to shoot the kids with blasts of air and of course the occasional leg grab.

We managed to design this haunted house with no light leaks and had a fog machine running while a strobe light which featured thunder sounds sent off beats of flashing light, not unlike streaks of lightening.

Waiting in an excited line the kids went in batches of two or three with my daughter as their guide. I was the line police. By the end of this charade the kids were pushing, screaming, falling over themselves and each other to get another turn. Four of them were too scared to go, one went anyway, and two others broke down in tears while one poor girl developed a nervous bellyache. In the end it was chaos and terror and better then any fun house at the fair.


Isabelle in her black party dress playing with her friends, the entrance to the Haunted House is behind the bloody hand curtain.


The front entrance and stairwell with a zombie baby caught up in cobwebs.


The front entrance adorned with spooky creatures and lots of spider webs.


The fortuneteller’s table, luckily everyone at this party was foretold they would live a long and happy life.

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Happy Birthday To My Son

20 years ago today I became a mother for the first time. I was only 22 years old and I was scared out of my mind. I thought there was no way I could raise a child and have him turn out okay. I was still afraid of the dark for god sakes! Turns out, despite my craziness I did do a good job because the young man I have raised is kind, thoughtful, calm, and extremely giving. He treats women with respect and will someday make someone an amazing husband. 

So today my baby turns 20, he is no longer a teenager, he is a man. This day is a milestone in his life but sadly he got injured during training with the Canadian military and broke his hand in two places. He will spend the day of his 20th birthday having his hand put back together on an operating table in an Edmonton hospital. Talking with him last night really opened my eyes to how much he has grown up. He is not afraid of his impending operation, he is keeping a light and easy spirit in spite of being in pain and being so far away from his family and his girlfriend. He is a brave and genuine person, he is my hero and I am very proud of him.