Summer Plans

new art for the shop

…and she’s at work on five to six new titles at all times. I read these words in an article about Danielle Steel and her career. What- wait- that’s the thought I had today, as I contemplate my summer plans.

Here’s a list

  • finish drawing for live your story and publish that book
  • work on hand lettering a word with in a timed session. I know, I’ll call it word wall.
  • draw cute animals…I am on the lookout for a good tutorial book
  • collage animals for the book
  • road trip book which is based on last summer’s road trip

I’m excited!

What started Wise Trees?

I actually intended to publish Ana & George first. I spent four hours every day during summer months and Saturday mornings writing the world I imagined.

The problem was I couldn’t draw, at least not like the characters I had dreamed up. So I put the story on hold.

I needed a motivator to help me draw. There I was in the middle of the park. I thought of the trees I had painted.




And that’s it…

Curiosity made me write this book.

The idea came to me as I was in the park,

walking my dog, surrounded by the breeze of trees.

I came home, put my thoughts on paper and

painted trees. I painted with straws, sponges,

Q-tips, and…

I’ve learned to listen to curiosity.

I’ve learned to embrace me.

I’ve learned there are no impossibilities.

Along the way there were many ups and downs.

painting trees with a sponge

I love this tree for two reasons. This tree is inspired my cutie Roxy and her love of trees. Why this is exactly the way I start my my book!

I’ve yet to read my book for the secod time but the vibrat colored trees are truly page turners. I love texture almost as much as I love color.

It’s time to look through my old posts. I want to reflect on my emotions. What do my very first sketchces look like?

proof copy has arrived…

so I was nervous and excited to open it. There are a few minor changes to make. Overall the layout and color are good.

Even my brown font looks good, I can’t believe it. Part of me wanted to run out of the quiet classroom in search of readers.

I felt like a kid who’s got a new toy or the cute little girl who just had to smile and tell me she got to have Mcdonald’s breakfast this morning.

I am grateful.