Category Archives: My Art

A compilation of posts about my jewelry and artwork.

Out of Practice

I can’t tell you how many times I have put down my drawing abilities or said something like “Oh, I can’t really draw.”  I want to draw.  The problem is, I get so frustrated when my hands cannot produce what I see in my head and I give up.  My confidence in that medium is nil.  “I can’t draw.”

Well, I just went through some digital photo albums that I have on my laptop and came across a few scans of my art school work, and guess what?!  I can draw!  I’m just out of practice.  I had forgotten all about these and even though they’re just incomplete studies, I feel as proud of them now as I remember being when I first pulled my charcoal covered hand away from them.  Was I the best in my class?  No.  But, was I the worst?  No.  I really didn’t care where I landed on that spectrum because I was happy with what I had produced.  I was as surprised with myself then as I am now.

Finding these was a good reminder and I’m hoping that the next time my hand gets an itch to sketch, I’ll be a little more patient and kind with myself.



There’s this movie that I saw a few months ago called HAPPYTHANKYOUMOREPLEASE and in it is a scene where one of the female characters tells a story about something an Indian taxi driver told her in the rear view mirror….I’ll paraphrase.

He said, “Bliss.”  “Bliss is your birthright.  You have great potential for happiness in this life, but your problem is gratitude.  You do not give enough thanks.”  She asks him how and he says, “Simple!  Say ‘thank you’.  Say ‘thank you’ all the time and then follow that with ‘more please’.  With gratitude, the Universe is eternally abundant.”

I liked this…it was a good reminder.  I’m sure I’m not the only one who forgets to stop and be grateful from time to time.

Months go by and I occasionally remembered to say “more please” after feeling particularly grateful about something and about two weeks ago, I watched the movie again, this time with my friend Angela.

Last week as I was busily making jewelry and other pretty things, getting ready for this years Grandma Party Bazaar, I got hammered with the flu….my Friday consisted of high fevers, chills and coughing so hard that blood vessels burst around my eyes.  Fun stuff.  I was starting to think that I would have to abandon my vendor spot, but by Saturday night, I was no longer feverish and was able to do the photofinish preparations for the next day.  With the help of my wonderful husband, Mother and over-the-counter drugs, I was able to get through the day….feeling only a little bit awful.  I put on a smile, tried to be as cheerful as could be whenever someone stopped by my tent….hiding my sick as a dog, tired eyes behind sunglasses.

The most amazing thing happened that day…

Grandma Party 2012

Grandma Party 2012

Grandma Party 2012

A woman casually stopped at my tent late in the morning, looked around at what I had to offer and complimented my work.  She had a very quiet but focused energy and said that she she had visited all the vendors and my tent was her favorite.  Of course, I thanked her.  What a compliment!  She bought a scarf and a necklace and after I handed her the bag and thanked her again for her purchase, she handed me a sealed envelope and walked away.

Now….I use to wait tables and have been given A LOT of religious pamphlets as tips in the past.  Honestly, I was expecting to see the face of Jesus when I opened the envelope, but instead I saw Benjamin Franklin.  I stood there completely puzzled.  My foggy medicated brain that had a hard time earlier in the day doing simple math, was slow to process what I held in my hands.  I looked up at my husband and mother with my mouth open and furrowed brow and said “there’s money in here.”  I thumbed through the pristine bills and counted $1,000.  My voice got all choked as I told them how much was in there and my eyes teared up.

My guess is that I stood there for a full three minutes holding the envelope not knowing what to do with myself.  When I got it together, I looked for the lady, but she was long gone.  I wanted so badly to say “Thank you!”

I am so grateful for her generosity and for the vote of confidence.  I know that I like the things I make, but to hear that they are good and worthy by someone other than the people that know and love me, gave me an unexpected boost in my sense of purpose.  Occasionally, I’ve felt silly that I gave up my “normal” day job or conventional career to focus more on developing my brand and making art and admittedly felt foolish when someone would imply that it might be irresponsible or not very grown up to be a 32 year old college graduate working part-time at a cafe.  I’ve let them plant that seed of doubt in me, but then I wake up the next day with more ideas floating around in my head and an almost constant desire to be make something with my hands and I know that I’m doing the right thing.  My mystery heroine helped to crush that seed of doubt with her anonymous investment and for that, I cannot adequately thank her.

When Angela stopped by later that day and I told her about the envelope, she looked at me with huge eyes, laughed and said “THANKYOUMOREPLEASE!”

Yes.  Thank you.  More Please.

Audrey Project: Breakfast at Tiffany’s

Here is my very first piece for The Audrey Project!  My two inspirations for this necklace were the iconic white draped pearls (of course) and that amazing structured coral coat that Holly Golightly wears on her date about town with “Fred, darling.”

  • Swarovski Crystal “Pearls” :: coral color ::
  • Vintage brooch :: white enamel on brass
  • Sterling silver closures

This necklace feels so nice on the skin…the “pearls” are smooth and cool and due to their number, they provide a strangely satisfying weight, which is something I find very appealing.  Not sure why.
This item will be available for sale soon through my Etsy!

photo source
photo source
This movie was really cute…I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to see it.  It had great style, charmingly flawed characters and fun dialogue.  I felt that the ending was very abrupt and could’ve benefitted from a more gradual transition, but overall it was good.  Audrey Hepburn (as Holly Golightly) was by far the highlight of this film, but Mickey Rooney as Mr. Yunioshi (the over-the-top stereotyped Asian neighbor) comes in at a hilariously offensive close second.xoxo, Jenna

Art Therapy or Coincidence?

I had a little bought with insomnia awhile back (sometime last year), so I made this little sleeping fairy because all I could think about was getting a yummy full nights rest. 

I majored in Psychology and minored in Studio Art.  My plan was to pursue a Masters Degree in Art Therapy after, but about a week before I graduated, I had a minor nervous breakdown…..breakthrough.  I was finally able to take this Masters level class on practices in counseling techniques and it was an incredible class.  I was really good at being a pretend therapist!  Anyway, many questions were posed and the more I thought about what I was about to venture in to, the more I realized that it was not what I wanted to with my life in that moment of time.  However confident I was in the thought that I would make an excellent art therapist (and I still believe that to be true), it wasn’t the right path for me then and I’m so glad that I listened to myself.  Even though I spent many years after trying out two separate paths (that weren’t right either), I am finally in the best place ever.  With the support of my husband, I am making my way in this world as an artist and I am so happy and excited to get all my ducks in a row and start selling….more details on all of that coming soon.

I wanted so badly to be her.  Sleeping on a fluffy white cloud.  She’s just a little colored pencil doodle that turned into something sweet.  Her wings are a really cool seed pod that I found…I love incorporating random odds and ends and bits of nature in my work.
I slept the night I finished her and my insomnia stayed away for awhile…and has only popped up a few times since.  So, I ask…art therapy or coincidence?  I don’t think it’s coincidence.  I am definitely a believer in the power and effectiveness of art as therapy and am very passionate about it.  The thought still crosses my mind every now and then of going back to school to pursue it and maybe someday the time will be right for me.  After all, your never too old to learn and try something new.  All I know is, I made the right decision then and I know that the time is not now and if it never is, then that’s okay too.  

5/15/11 – I just found out that this little post was added to today’s issue of Art Therapy London (an on-line paper)! … yay!