Saturday, December 9, 2017

Sparkle Market 2017


It is hard to believe that it was already time for another Sparkle Market. This year I had the supreme pleasure of sharing a space with my kindred, Carissa Paige. I love spending time with her and it was a great day for brainstorming, idea sharing, dream weaving, and general figuring life out. 

I always love doing this show for all the regular show reasons like it is super easy to load in and break down, there is food and bathrooms right there, and it has always been profitable. But my most favorite reason for doing this show are the supremely good vibes that swirl around. 

Huge Thanks goes out to Bethany Taylor Myers for handling everything like a total boss. She is the reason this show runs smoothly and continues to grow each year. Keep up the great work Bethany!

Until next time, Lovebeams to you!

Monday, June 12, 2017

PULSE - 1-year anniversary

It's really hard to believe that it has been a year since the PULSE nightclub shootings. The only good thing that came out of this tragedy was how united the city became afterwards. There were rainbows everywhere. People were hugging everywhere. People were lined up for blocks and blocks in support. That was the only good thing. At the time one of our local art supply stores, Sam Flax Orlando, sponsored local artists in the creation of a traveling Pulse Art Memorial. It originally hung at the public library and then began its travels around the state. Below is the piece that I created as part of this memorial.



Those "scribbles" in the middle which are underneath the final words, are the names of all 49 victims. Written with Love. 




And this is the message that I wanted to get out. We are Stronger Together. Love is Power.

Until next time, Lovebeams to you!











Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Inspiration when I least expected it...


Into the Portal by Shari Sherman ©2017


My mother passed away a year ago Sunday. I have finally come to look at the span of the year as a "writeoff". It was a year of feeling uninspired to paint, to teach, to write. Yes, there have been sparks here and there. But nothing that felt like catching. Doodles and stitches and splashes of watercolor and ink. Just colors and lines meandering about. Late last year I ended up taking a JOB because my inspiration had dried up. Thankfully, this allowed me to take any pressure off my art, off my projects.

I knew this week was going to be a rough one, but I had no idea how rough. Fast forward to, Thursday, March 16, my husband's birthday, and our beloved sweet dog, Maui, passed away.  I don't want to write about it. I'm still in the stage where I expect to see him here. Anyone who has ever loved a dog and lost a dog knows.

But an interesting thing happened. There I was engulfed in sadness, just like I was a year before, but this time, I immediately felt like painting my dog. Just as I have done many, many times in the past for my clients who have also loved and lost. It is therapy for me, A way of prolonging the connection, of making sure the channel stays open. So I got out my paints and started painting. Feeling Inspired. All kinds of thoughts going through my head with each stroke, mixing the paints, choosing the brushes...mostly remembering how easy this is for me. For a whole year, it has felt hard and difficult and muddy. And now, ease.

So, this year on Sunday, I lit a candle for my mom and stood at my table painting, the happiest that I've been in a long time...well, in about a year.

Until next time, Lovebeams to you!