I didn't know I had an artistic bone in my body until I turned 30 and had a baby. Apparently something opened up in me and suddenly, I couldn't stop creating - painting, writing, making...When I moved home to Texas from Northern California, my excellent mother introduced me to quilting. After the first square, I was obsessed.  It wasn't until I attended my first International Quilt Festival in Houston that I realized I really wanted to be an artist when I grew up.  Thirteen years later I'm designing my own quilts and still quite obsessed.  

I'm a lucky girl. I live on a ranch in the middle of Texas with Paul, a genius builder and the best damn husband a girl could ever ask for, our son Jonas, who is off to college this Fall, Wilbur - our golden retriever, our two cats, Angus and Albus and various other critters and varmints.    

I have an infinite amount of patience with people, especially children, but my frustration tolerance basically sucks, hence the name zen quilter.  I'm not there, but I strive for it every day, and most of the time have fun trying.

I love to laugh. I love people.  I love words. I love nature.  I love to hike.  I love to read.  I love to talk and I love to listen. I love music, all kinds.  I love to meditate. I love color. I love modern. I love fabric.  I love Mid-Century Modern.  

Most of all, I love creating.   

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