Thursday, March 15, 2018

Folk art display and sale

The art of life is to live in the present moment, and to make that moment as perfect as we can by the realization that we are the instruments and expression of God Himself.

Emmet Fox

The pieces in red will be displayed at the First Friday Exhibit at the Vancouver Community Library May 4th-7th and will be up for sale after the 8th  of May.

Happy Spring!

I will write some new posts soon!

19 by 19 inches

Folk art piece "Come as you are" painted in oils on a recycled frame. 

Painted in oils

17 by 14 inches 

Painted in oils from a photograph from a World Vision photographer (Jon Warren) of a woman carrying water.  Painted for charity, the sale from this piece will go to World Vision's work in the field. 

World Vision is a global Christian relief, development and advocacy organisation dedicated to working with children, families and communities to overcome poverty and injustice.

16 by 13 inches framed

Painting in oil "Melody"

Ukulele with tropical flowers


12 3/4 by 12 3/4 inches

Painted in oils "storm"


16 by 13 inches

Painting in oil "Harmony"

Violin with  flowers
13 by 12 inches framed

Oil painting "fireflies"
16 by 20 inches

Oil painting "The coffee harvest"


13 by 12 inches framed

Oil painting "Reflections"

13 by 13 inches boxed framed custom 

Painted in oils "Hope"

13 1/2 by 12 inches

Oil painting "Snow days"


Painted in oils "Glory Be"

I'm an American self taught folk artist and an embroider living in the Northwest.  I have been an artist for over 20 years working mostly in oils and embroidery.  Art has always been a means of expression to me, it is my way of communicating a visual story in a way that all can hear from every age group. Art can even bypasses any language barrier. 

30 percent of all proceeds goes to help with clean water, hunger, child trafficking and the protection of children with the charity World Vision. 

Saturday, February 17, 2018

You are not alone

"A Guardian Angel walks with us sent from above, their loving wings surround us and enfold us with love." 

I have been quietly working on some artwork for a gallery showing on an upper floor above a library in our area. I needed about 5 paintings, and 1 or 2 embroideries, framed. I have been concentrating on my work mostly and feeling as though the world is passing me by.

At most of my art events, so far I have been able to find sponsors for kids in need (World Vision ), but the last event fell through.  I can still see the little boy's face from Cambodia.  His bright smile on his picture folder and the lady that was so happy to sponsor him.  

I am not too sure what happened, but there has been a lot of closed doors for me this year, that is for sure. People moving away, jobs ending, and days in the wilderness. 

I am learning a lot about trust and waiting on God. Not striving, just being myself and who God created me to be.
You are not alone/ oil on canvas 12" by 12"

I had this dream last night, 

I was doing some artwork and everything I was painting sold right away, and I had some interest in my work.  I also had a jar of pumpkin seeds from my last years garden, and I was giving away a few of them.  They were the Cinderella pumpkins that took over my tiny backyard last year.
(I really did save the seeds from that harvest)  

Then I saw a large canvas of a painting that had faces of children from many nations that filled the entire painting, and then another painting appeared and it was Jesus holding a child's hand.

Then I heard...

"Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these."

Matthew 19:14

Reckless love  by

Cory Asbury 

You have searched me, Lord,
    and you know me.
 You know when I sit and when I rise;
    you perceive my thoughts from afar.

You discern my going out and my lying down;

    you are familiar with all my ways.
 Before a word is on my tongue
    you, Lord, know it completely.
 You hem me in behind and before,
    and you lay your hand upon me.
 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
    too lofty for me to attain.
 Where can I go from your Spirit?
    Where can I flee from your presence?

If I go up to the heavens, you are there;

    if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

If I rise on the wings of the dawn,

    if I settle on the far side of the sea,
 even there your hand will guide me,
    your right hand will hold me fast.
 If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
    and the light become night around me,”
 even the darkness will not be dark to you;
    the night will shine like the day,
    for darkness is as light to you.

 For you created my inmost being;
    you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
    your works are wonderful,
    I know that full well.
 My frame was not hidden from you
    when I was made in the secret place,
    when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
    all the days ordained for me were written in your book
    before one of them came to be.
 How precious to me are your thoughts, God!
    How vast is the sum of them!
 Were I to count them,
    they would outnumber the grains of sand
    when I awake, I am still with you.
Psalm 139; 1-18

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Hearts (under construction)

Optimists find joy in small things. They enjoy sunsets, 
a good conversation with a close friend;
 and they enjoy life in general. 
They are more concerned with having many small joys rather than having one huge joy. 

~Robert M. Sherfield ♡

A lighthearted collection of hearts and funny pics that I have collected over the years, hopefully it will bring you smiles today. :)
Happy Valentine's day!

“To truly try means to accept God's love, his healing, to accept the world can be ugly, but your heart doesn't have to be. It takes courage, Finley the warrior. You haven't held on to your anger and bitterness in search of healing, but as a banner of your hurt. Because it's real and visible and strong, " she said. "But so is God's love and so are those arms he's holding out for you.” 
 Jenny B. Jones

  1. If you really want to receive joy and happiness, then serve others with all your heart. Lift their burden, and your own burden will be lighter.
  2.  Ezra Taft Benson
Help fight hunger
Your donation will help feed the hungry and give clean water!💟
This piece will be up for sale late Spring with 100 percent of the proceeds will go to hunger, World Vision 

Free calendar download  

“Though we are incomplete, God loves us completely. Though we are imperfect, He loves us perfectly. Though we may feel lost and without compass, God's love encompasses us completely. ... He loves every one of us, even those who are flawed, rejected, awkward, sorrowful, or broken.” 
Dieter F. Uchtdorf

“You are the masterpiece of Love Itself framed within a body. And so you are.” 
D. Bratasanu

But you tell me You're making a masterpiece You shaping the soul in me
 You're moving where I can't see
 And all I am is in your hands 
You're taking me all apart 
Like it was your plan from the start 
To finish your work of art for all to see
 you're making a masterpiece 
Guess I'm your canvas Beautiful black and blue 
Painted in mercy's hue I don't see past this But you see me now 
Who I'll be then There at the end 
🎜Standing there as Your Masterpiece🎝

Free coloring page download 

  1. My friend, I wish you a happy Valentine’s day.
  2. Friendship is not collection of hearts but it is selection of hearts!

And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
Philippians 4:7

Monday, January 1, 2018


“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is.
Albert Einstein

I am fully convinced of this...

Happy New Year! With the New Year approaching, I was wondering what I should reflect on.  2017 was confusing, beautiful and very challenging all in one.  Im sure God's teaching me something, but the only word that comes to mind for me is "Miracle".  This morning I felt led to talk to someone that I haven't talked to in many years.  We have a mutual friend on social media and I just had to find out why we were randomly connected on that extraordinary phone call, seventeen or so years ago at a grocery store.  The person had a message for me that was very meaningful and I was really grateful to hear it. 

This conversation had me thinking about miracles. I was wondering if my "Stephanie Moments" were really in fact God's hand in my life, so I took a moment to ponder, and thought "yes" that was too unusual to excuse as the norm.  

Are miracles commonplace for everyone, and we don't notice them or write them off as coincidence? Why do some people see everything as a miracle and some will not see anything as one after experiencing the very same thing? 

I grabbed my notebook and camera and walked the waterfront path in our area and boldly asked a few of the walkers, "I'm doing a little post on miracles today, do you have anything that you would like to share"?  

"The sacred moments, the moments of miracle, are often the everyday moments, the moments which, if we do not look with more than our eyes or listen with more than our ears reveal only...a gardener, a stranger coming down the road behind us, a meal like any other meal. But if we look with our hearts, if we listen with all our being and imagination... what we may see is Jesus himself."

Frederick Buechner

The responses were surprising. I expected to hear many stories, but most said no, I never have had a miracle happen to me.  Everyone was still very interested in the conversion and stopped and gave me their views.  One lady said "I was just saying what a miracle it is to see the flower bulbs look so dead and know that they will come alive in a few weeks".

A lady in a wheelchair was recovering from a fall from seven feet over the holidays and she said it was a miracle she was still alive and that she's getting better everyday.  One man said it's a miracle that it's so beautiful today in the middle of winter. 

Most loved the conversation including a group of three that told me "I have many miracles, I don't know which one to say".  "We are kindred spirits" she said, tell me more about your post.  As I was talking to them, they called to my attention a little hummingbird on a branch just a few feet behind me staring at me.  Everytime I would open my mouth, he would chatter until I stopped and turned around and he would stop.  It was quite humorous and makes me think God must have a sense of humor.:)   They said "what a great way to start the New Year".  Nobody (other than us four and one child) noticed the hummingbird so close, they just walked on by. 

Do miracles really happen?  Are we so caught up in our own little worlds of worry and striving that we just walk by something so blatant calling our attention and we fail to see that this a miracle. Something that can't be explained.

Fact note...

an extraordinary event 
manifesting divine intervention
 in human affairs 
  • the healing miracles
an extremely outstanding 
or unusual event, thing,
 or accomplishment.

This brings me back to this morning's conversation.  
In the grocery store one day, about seventeen years or so ago, I got a phone call out of the blue from a lady I knew when we were teenagers.  All I remember that day is that someone handed me a cell phone with her on the other end.  My husband or I don't remember whose cell phone it was, only that she knew me and she wanted to talk to me about a message from her father that was there with her. (I have no idea why I didn't think that was strange at the time, she was in California and I was in Washington State).

When I was fifteen years old and I went to her church, and her dad was the pastor.  I just came to know who God was and I was doing everything there.  I became very involved by helping out everyway I could.  Someone spoke something about me that wasn't true and I was kicked out of the church (really). 

I was just devastated and called the pastor with as many scripture verses I could find to convince him to let me stay.  Ultimately, I had to let it go and I believed at fifteen that God rejected me.  

God placed people in my life along the way to come back to Him.  I know now He never rejected me, not for one moment.

The day I got the call in the grocery store was a message from the pastor, he was so sorry and he said it was wrong to kick me out of church.  I told him that I was doing good and God brought me to Him and all was forgiven.  He was a sweet, gentle and human man!  (I really loved him) He passed away this year leaving a crushed daughter, wife and congregation behind.  I asked his daughter this morning if that really happened, that miracle phone call?  She said yes that really happened and she forgotten all about it until now. 

I would call that a miracle, wouldn't you?  

Have a wonderful New Years!

At that time the disciples came to Jesus and asked, “Who, then, is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?”

 He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them.  And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.  Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.  And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me.
Matthew 18