Stressed spelled backward

is desserts.

Not that I'm stressed, exactly. But busy?

Between starting a new job...

(Ray Fires Up...that one's mine)

...attending a writer's conference...

(with lovely author Betsy St. Amant! buy her latest here)

...putting my artwork up in a gallery...

...and watching the first season of Downton Abbey...

definitely.

Busy is close enough to stressed. Kind of like a cousin.

Which means that tonight, I'm sharing this glorious recipe.

Mixed Berry Crumble + Lavender Ice Cream

If you don't like sinning, look away from this picture. It will tempt you in ways never seen, nor felt, before.

And PS: it tastes just as good as it looks.

Adapted from something I Googled. Lacking on the specifics. Sorry...it's called work-brain.

Ingredients

• 1 1/2 cups fresh blackberries


• 1 1/2 cups fresh raspberries


• 1 1/2 cups fresh blueberries


• 4 tablespoons raw sugar


• 2 cups whole-wheat (or all-purpose) flour


• 2 cups rolled oats


• 1 1/2 cups packed brown sugar


• 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon


• 1/2 teaspoon ground nutmeg


• 1 1/2 cups butter (or earth balance, if you're "healthy" like me)


• optional tasty add-in: chopped walnuts (to taste)


• optional health add-in: up to 1/4 cup of ground flaxseed

Directions

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F


2. In a large bowl, gently toss together blackberries, raspberries, blueberries, and raw sugar; set aside.


3. In a separate large bowl, combine flour, oats, brown sugar, cinnamon, and nutmeg (and flax and walnuts, if you're adding). Cut in butter/earth balance until crumbly. Press half of mixture in the bottom of a 9x13 inch pan. Cover with berries. Sprinkle remaining crumble mixture over the berries.


4. Bake in the preheated oven for 30 to 40 minutes, or until fruit is bubbly and topping is golden brown.

As for the lavender ice cream?

I bought mine here. Thanks, Henry's!

It would be good with this too, though. Specifically blueberry vanilla graham. Mmmm.

Bet you $10 your stress will fly out the window if you make/smell/consume this. Or at least I will bet you $10...just as soon as my first paycheck comes in.

Goodbyes on display

My work is officially on display at Giddens Gallery of Fine Art in Grapevine, TX.

I am beyond grateful for the opportunity to show and sell pieces of my collection.

But y'all...I'm also a little heartbroken.

Those canvases on the wall? They each contain a little bit of my heart.

In a way, I guess all of my artwork does. But these four...they're special.

Each piece has a story.

Technically, this one's title is "unnamed." But I lovingly refer to him as The Chief.

The Chief was inspired by a Native American Lit class I took at Pepperdine. We covered so many authors, and just as many subjects: longing, pride, sorrow, tradition, fear, and passion. The Chief is not one man. I referenced two photos of historical chiefs to develop my chief's face (one from the Crow Nation, one who was not identified). There is no underlying sketch. I started by painting the shadows, and let his features form around them.

When I look at The Chief, I feel everything: longing, pride, sorrow, tradition, fear, and passion.

I'm so happy he's on display, and so excited about the conversations he might start among gallery visitors. But I'm still sad to let him go.

"sunrise/sunset"

He's been hanging in my room, and the spot where he used to live seems lonely now.

I painted him in Texas, but he once brightened my tiny Pepperdine apartment, too. I don't know why my attachment to this piece is so strong. It's a color-based abstract--something I can recreate.

But it won't be quite the same.

"What Is"

This one was a commission for dad.

It's been in his office for over two years now, and those words have become our family motto.

My mom, my dad, and I have all struggled with (intense) anxiety at different points in our lives. This is the catchphrase we use to re-center.

We can still speak it, of course. But I'll kind of miss looking at it on the wall.

Here's where "Flowers" used to sit.

It was a commission for mom, inspired by a small oil painting we found in a cafe.

Huge, textured, bright. It was the focal point of my parent's living room.

I'm okay with seeing this one go. My mom, on the other hand...

let's just say, I owe her another painting.

So why let them go? Why say goodbye to pieces from my personal collection? Why put a price tag on pieces of my heart?

(overly dramatic, but I'm "an artist"...which totally entitles me to occasional bouts of drama)

Here's the answer: because the Lord has so faithfully given me the very best, even when I am faithless. And, in good faith, I wanted to give back to Him in kind.

Here's the story: I wanted to show my work in a gallery. I had no idea how to go about doing so. Today, I loaded three canvases into my car. While driving through downtown Grapevine, I saw a sign in a window. "Giddens Gallery of Fine Art: Currently Interviewing Artists."

I interviewed. They accepted. I put my canvases on their wall. Their soft opening is tomorrow. My work will be up in time for Grapefest, which traditionally draws crowds of 250,000+.

It's the very best that I have to give. It's all that's left of my personal art collection.

An offering of thanks to a Father whose name is Grace and Love.

James 1:17 - "Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows."

1 Chronicles 29:14 - "But who am I, and who are my people, that we should be able to give as generously as this? Everything comes from you, and we have given you only what comes from your hand."

xx

Besides, sometimes, it's good to get rid of the old. I think it's time to create a few new pieces.

Isaiah 43:19 - "See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland."

Fashion's Night Out

And they said Dallas wasn't New York.

Well, technically...it's not. But we're still pretty chic, y'all.

Calm, cool & collected, too.

BLUE PRINT/JESSICA NUNEZ PR GROUP

Raya Ramsey, D Magazine Beauty Editor

Margaux Anbouba, of "Tongue In Chic"

MILK & HONEY

STANLEY KORSHAK

GALLERIA

More soon from Northpark's 8pm fashion show. Gorgeous.

And finally,

"elegance is the art of being astonishing without creating astonishment."

xx