My welcome to the Broadway Market couldn’t have been sweeter.Read More
Growing up in East Lovejoy in the 1960s wasn’t Mayberry — it was better.Read More
My husband asked if his plates should say BFLO HOBO . We're leaving the Prius in Buffalo to finally go visit the artists who make our beads and buttons in Jablonec.Read More
Buffalo is not where you are from, it's who you are. It's an adjective that describes your work ethic, dedication to family, commitment to the greater community and perseverance.Read More
From the simplest pair of one-bead-on-wire earrings to layered and detailed Assemblage multi-strand mega-statements with dozens of components it comes down to the essential division of duties in "wearable art" -I build it to wear you treat it like art.Read More
There are a few wonderful people-- whom I love dearly -- who feel differently about the world we share , the challenges we face as women and what one person could or should do. I don't apologize for my stance or love them any less for theirs. There is no value in fighting each other, but so much good in focusing on the things which continue to unite us.
And then there are an awful lot of awful people whom I've never met, am not likely to meet and are frankly not welcome in my space. We all have only so much bandwidth -- physically, emotionally and online. Any time dealing with hate and harangue is lost to solutions.
I'm moderating comments on my various platforms to keep the the information flow positive and energies focused on results. I am not blocking access for them to say or do anything they wish in their own space and am glad the First Amendment provides them the same freedoms I have today -- but not the option of soiling my space with hate and vitirol.
I've planted a small garden with my own investment of time, money and talent in hopes of harvesting community and support for the essential and absurdly challenged work of essential non-profits.
It only makes sense to put up a small fence to keep the varmints out.