Hard work feels like all you know when living on our mountain. The days start as soon as the sun cracks above the ridge in front of our house and before you are awake the chores begin. Fires to build and animals to care for, wood to chop and children to teach. Sometimes you ask yourself when will you just get a chance to slow down and just do something for yourself.

About then you look up and see the redbirds flitting through the trees and the sunlight sparkling on the river, the wind rushing down from the high peaks like the waves on an ocean. It is then you realize you have been doing something for yourself all along. The colors, the sound, the life around you is your reason to be here, to be an artist. The hard work is your payment for that privilege and when the sun has slipped behind the distant mountain, the evening is yours to write it all down on canvas.

I am an artist, as my mother is and my children will be. We all work together to scratch out a living through hard times and along the way we find we are having a pretty good journey! We really are a small family cottage business and every order is so very appreciated and goes to making our children's lives the brightest we possibly can. If I can give them nothing else, I give them this beautiful life on our mountain. May they write it on their canvas too.

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