image making in everyday life in the place called home.

For four decades, Old Downieville Hwy. Nevada City was our home. A tiny shack of a house grew in size as did our family: two sons, a dog, a workshop, an office, a tree house, and more.

The surrounding forest, along with Deer Creek and Bullwinkle Ravin, provided a place for our sons to grow, along with ourselves. It also provided materials for sculptures, furniture and more.

Pump house and stone bride

The need for an additional room, an office, a tree house for the boys, all and much more became opportunities for my imaginings to take form.  Weather making a closet into a bedroom or rebuilding a crushed pumphouse each became my outlet for being creative.