River Stories

This year’s theme has been the challenge of finding comfort in the uncertainty. I wrangled with fear in the winter…not sure where my road is going. And then in the spring the freelance job in fashion that keeps my lights on went under. The brand closed without warning and the panic that filled me was immense. Luckily NYS has a 90 day Warn Rule, meaning I’d be paid for the rest of summer. Once I let go I’ve found myself having one of the best summers of my life. It’s been filled with friends and family, mini trips, demo cheffing at the Fancy Food show and days making magic at the loft of Lael Cakes. Celebrate Brooklyn is in my backyard filling my nights with music under the stars and my escapes have been to the river. The bungalow has always been my grounding place. I can still hear the echoes of grandma yelling, “Soups on!” and Pop Pop weaving stories of Ireland as rain fell on the canopies of trees.

I’ve been finding my solace in line. Playing with India ink and one brush that’s voice shifts with each delicate turn. I will continue to sketch my surroundings and build a nice collection of river stories…there are many as this river has generations of tales.

River Stories