By a fluke, (or was it Karma) we found ourselves at the very place where my Uncle had painted the images. But my take on Low Head is very different. Some of the old buildings are still there 160 years later, as are the light houses.

To be honest, I didn’t really equate the two, Joshua Higgs paintings and the fact that we were at Low Head. It wasn’t until I went through my photos last night that I put the two together.

Photography – the Antique Barn.

Most of the people who look at this blog are textile artists or photographers. My Textile Artist friends, I was concentrating on capturing, light, color and Texture.

Journaling with fabric and sensational stitching.

I know I’m preaching to the converted but I’m artists with attitude and I just love the unpredictability of creating with textiles. The refining of the process comes with a little experience and the imprint of practice. Then again, you can never be certain of the finished project. So I just begin.

Art to make your heart leap – color.

As you wander through the gallery you suddenly get a peep through the door of the skirts painted with vibrant outback colors suspended from the ceiling. The shadows reflecting delicate floating shapes on the floor.

There’s a Hero in everybody’s heart

As I mentioned, my heroes are the families in our adoption group who some 40 years ago changed the lives of so many children. We all grew up together in happiness and pain and its hard to come to terms with the fact that some are loosing their personal battles.

I also include my close personal friends, Miss Lisa Blevins and our team of volunteers in Alamogordo New Mexico. We make the sun shine for many and you are my hero’s. This will be our best year yet.