You know I am a Mom, right? I have 2 teenagers and live in Western Massachusetts with my husband. I started my professional career as an actor, but since becoming a Mother, my compass has swung to true north. While mothering, I make art. The boundaries are blurry, which is art and which is mothering. I am writing a book about seeing and celebrating the sacred in daily life. I blog about mothering and art on www.laundrylinedivine.com. This kind of living totally turns my light on. I make mixed media collages, artist books and other creations. My “Fe-Mail” postcards track my journey, internal and external. They are just like the cards you buy at a tourist trap; only my postcards are intensely personal.
I grew up in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. I love to swim. I love the seasons. I love to be outside. Many of my cards have images emblazoned in to my soul from nature. “Be Art” has a little photo of me in the center, having just emerged from the Caribbean, in Costa Rica. I am very, very happy when I am swimming.
I don’t surf, but I use images of surfers all the time. I love the idea of being on top of the water like surfers are, in the water but also able to observe what is happening all around. My Dad was a fisherman and I spent many hours in a boat with him on Lake Michigan. I love water. Playing with water images in these cards and in my photography gives me enormous pleasure. The play of light on water can keep my attention for days.
“Look fish, you are already in the ocean. Just swimming there makes you friends with glory.” Rumi
If I looked at all my “Fe-Mail” postal art cards, laid them out on the floor end to end, I could lead you on the journey of my life these last 4 years. I started with Karen while I was in her collage class at IS-183. I just ran with the momentum of our sharing, it fit well in to my daily practice of art and brought me in to a closer relationship with my prolific partner. I love to make mail art. My cards reflect the poetry I am reading. They reflect where I travel. They reflect the seasons and what I am up to in the kitchen.
My cards capture my appetite visually. I love pumpkins. I do a lot of canning and preserving of the harvest here in my kitchen. I guess I am attracted to activities that require patience, involve color and taste really good. Oh, no, don’t eat the “Fe-Mail”, but some of our cards may make you hungry!
Besides the orange of pumpkins, the blue green of water, there is Pink. Being a graduate of the School of the Womanly Arts, I have a restored relationship with the color I used to think as too girly for me. So many of my body parts are pink! Why not celebrate that? Plus, the combination of pink and gold appears over and over in my cards.
Here, with “Barred Owl Spotted” I recall a moment riding in Karen’s car, where I said something profound while turning my head to be face to face with a huge barred owl in a tree we were driving past. That week, I walked in the woods near my home and I saw another barred owl, sitting calmly, high in a tree right over my head. I am in awe of this Planet we call home and what I see just leaps from my Soul and in to my “Fe-Mail” postcards. “Every work of art is an incarnation: an investment of matter with spirit.” Wm. Chapin Seitz
This card holds some secrets. I tore up a piece of worksheet that I lifted from my kindergarten scrapbook, made for me by my Mom about 46 years ago. I was learning to write my name. I love type, I love handwriting. I love what it says about a person. The D.H. Lawrence poem I quote captures my life mission: to come in of my own fullness of being.
“Fe-Mail”, the practice of making and mailing art postcards to Karen over all this time expands my footprint, my fullness. As I work on to these small canvases, rather quickly, sometimes on the road without all my tools, I express new territory within my Soul. I know when Karen holds my card after its sojourn through the postal system that she holds it tenderly, takes it in as another piece in the mosaic of my becoming.