Here’s a slide from my breakout session presentation, Marrying Words and Pictures: What self-published writers need to know about hiring and working with an ...

January 2019 hit hard. Winter weather and the government shutdown were driving my mad scientist husband stir crazy. So we unboxed the thousand piece jigsaw p...

I first heard about the One House Project from a Blackrock Center for the Arts email last fall. The Art Watch website described the collaboration as a powerf...

My mailer image The Hat was inspired by my father’s grandmother Maria, who came to the U.S. in the late 1880s. Times were bleak. Her blacksmith father had di...

Over the years I’ve learned to be selective about working for free. It has to be a project I truly care about. One that offers a certain degree of artistic f...

Halloween brings out our inclination to see ourselves in the world around us. We impose human faces on twisted tree trunks, old houses, and pumpkins, with co...

My latest promo card went out this month. An exercise in vintage summertime nostalgia (with a lighthearted nod at global warming), it was inspired by the cur...

It always takes me a few weeks (or more) to process the heady experience of attending an SCBWI conference. The highlights of last month’s gathering here in M...

My illustration professor at Art Center College of Design once described the creative life as a sequence of plateaus punctuated by breakthrough leaps. My cor...

When I read the theme for the 2016 MD/DE/WV conference postcard contest I was skeptical. Team SCBWI. Seriously? After all, so much of writing and illustratin...

I usually describe my medium as digital. Or a digital/traditional hybrid. Or computer-rendered art with a hand-made touch. It didn’t start out that way. In a...

The leaves are not yet turning, but fall is definitely in the air. Looking back, this was the summer I finished revising and sent out the YA novel that has b...

Confession time: I was never a natural at activities involving large muscle skills. I didn’t learn to ride a two-wheeler until I was ten. For years my cyclin...