little free library

Given the opportunity to marry (finally, girl!) Flannery O'Connor with more books, peacocks, an oversize mail-box, I skipped to the studio to begin transforming this little free library for the Flannery O'Connor Book Trail.  The blessing and unveiling of this itty community center takes place at the Flannery O'Connor Childhood Home at 11 a.m. on February 26, 2015.  See you at the ceremony.  I'll be seated on the bride's side - naturally.

little andalusia, mixed upcycled media, 2015

little andalusia, mixed upcycled media, 2015



marsh painting

This work on wood panel and risers depicts oyster beds at the golden hour on Pine Island.  The surface texture reveals a star and floral pattern from a previous work.

(color fields) pine island high tide, 4' x 5', water-based media on panel, 2013-2015

(color fields) pine island high tide, 4' x 5', water-based media on panel, 2013-2015

talk of the town: hagedorn foundation gallery opening

Rolling out a red carpet, Hagedorn Foundation Gallery hosted a lovely evening filled with sparkling drinks and conversations that spanned generations, genres, of course, Georgia's gloried capital cities and what all goes down here and there and who-do-you-know.

dr. kate, unlicensed professional, diagnosing landon nordeman with acute inflammation of mandible due to overuse (photo by susan laney)

dr. kate, unlicensed professional, diagnosing landon nordeman with acute inflammation of mandible due to overuse (photo by susan laney)



mlk jr day 2015

Every year, I draw a portrait of Martin Luther King, Jr.  I try to do this with one or both of my children and we talk about his dreams and then ours.  

Today, I feel as I often do, that maybe I shouldn't dare or try to dream because I am not educated enough about politics, or how the world works.  I am too idealistic.  My ideals carry no weight. Maybe I am too liberal or too conservative so I don't deserve to work toward making my dreams come true.  Maybe my dreams will be judged because I have or am too much or too little.   But that's not quite right, and I wouldn't want any child in the world to feel this way.

Regardless, as with every single day since I-can't-remember-when, I have this thought whether recalling King's legacy or not: 

My stone of hope for this nation and especially for red hills Georgians is that we might rise up (seriously! RISE UP!) and fix these durn schools.

I might go on about the things and events Americans will "rise up" for and I'd hazard that's not right either. If the schools don't work very, very well, I can not see a future of freedom for children or for us. And that is a heartache that haunts my dream.

kds + hambone, prismacolor and graphite, this morning