Invitations for Little Joy NYC

I'm realizing I never posted these invitations I created for Little Joy NYC's Hudson Valley Retreat. This year we wanted to diverge from our previous illustrated invite and create something a little different. We wanted something magical, mystical, and dynamic. One thing we always make sure to do in the Little Joy way is to incorporate hints of neon color - whether it's in our floral arrangements, table scapes, or ribbons for packaging, we love a pop of color. I came up with the idea for a foggy see-through paper with a bright pop of color behind it. I drew the shapes peeking through and then we hand-stitched the paper together with neon pink or yellow thread. 

It was a special surprise for all of our Little Joy invitees to receive in the post!



New Workshop at Little Joy NYC

The artist collective that I'm a part of, managing the brand and paper material of, is having a winter workshop on February 10, 2018. This workshop will focus on incorporating oddities and tchotchkes in tablescaping along with floral designs. Of course, a delicious meal and beverages will be provided by Katy of The Pixie and the Scout. She will nourish us as we learn how to nourish others!

Check out the workshop over at Little Joy NYC!

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Little Joy NYC

Winter Workshop 2018

New Materials for a Lenten Season


I refurbished the image I created last year with new colors to sort of brighten up the facade of the church and create something eye catching, memorable, and soothing to the passerby on Park Avenue. As a reminder of our finite existence, Ash Wednesday has this sort of dark tone to it and I wanted to capture it in these watercolored figures that I put together last year to represent a sort of fallen nature of humanity. 


These posters were printed on weatherproof vinyl so that they may live outside without fear of wear. The St. Augustine quote is another word of rest for passerby.

Last year's Ash Wednesday poster:

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A Time for Rest

It is the eve of our flight to California. We are off again to see our loved ones at a cherished time of year. What a long year it has been. What a year, what a life. It has been a year of revelation and magical thinking. I am ready to rest, fold my hands, and close my eyes for a little bit.


My life with Macke has become so much more than I ever hoped it would be - an utmost relief in a place of metered chaos. I am very thankful for our happy life together and feel free to let my mind wander more than usual and my creativity to flow out from my pen. I think next year will begin with a BANG! (more on that later) and so until then I will think on all of the lovely happenings that took place in 2017. 


Yayoi Kusama at David Zwirner

This morning I woke up early and hightailed it over to David Zwirner's 19th Street galleries in Chelsea. There are only a few more days I'll be in the city before Macke and I fly out to California for the holidays. I wanted to catch Yayoi Kusama's Festival of Life exhibit as well as her infinity room. I waited for 4 hours outside as snowflakes softly fell for NYC's first snow of the season. I can't remember the last time I waited so long in line for something - it was a reminder of the determination it takes sometimes to live in this city. The opportunity to see Yayoi Kusama's work for was worth it!


I'm happy that a woman, Asian artist is being recognized globally and lauded for her modern art. I love how her introspection led to her breaking out of her cultural, societal constraints to establish her own style. She moved to NYC and then back to Japan (where she currently has lived for the past 40 years, having checked herself into an institution for the poor state of her mental health). She one said "If it were not for art, I would have killed myself a long time ago." I like thinking of her thinking of what she will make next and how she directs her energy into creativity. 

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The art she makes is so immersive. It's so different from the digital world I live in. Her art is so tangible (but be warned, you're not allowed to touch!) and I feel like I can get lost in it wandering around.