Author: Lara
Trained as a Clinical Hypnotherapist and Registered Professional Counsellor, Lara returned to her art roots: writing, painting and creating. Unable to take the counsellor out entirely she uses her learnings in her guided meditations and writing.
Come say hi to me at the fifth annual “For the Love of Art in South Delta” a great show with over 30 artists, music, food, and fun…
A whole life does not focus only on the spiritual or the physical or the financial or the mental or the emotional, but becomes a holistic blend of…
“Ooooo! What happened to your window?”“Oh don’t ask! Want your usual? Lavender Dandelion Latté?”“Yes please but don’t distract me…your window?”“Yeah, it was a stray zap from the Forest…
“Oooooo! Let’s go down this country road!” “We need gas…”“Oh look, there’s an old gas station… do you think the pump still works?” “Shabby Garage” $149 9x9x6 inchesThis…
One of the biggest of the Shabby Shacks, (standing about 24 inches tall) “Treasure Box” has a very large secret compartment to hide your many rolls of cash…
“Do you see the glow?” Polly Pixie asked, with a delight in her eyes and surprise in her voice. “Oh yes… say, that shack is up for sale,…
I Light Up from inside! And I have a secret compartment to hide your hopes, dreams, secrets and rolls of cash… maybe a treasure map or two, too!…
“No swimming?” she asked? “I really wanted to swim.”“You can swim, just no diving. I’m going to go get some bait from the café so we can get…
The Pixies met with me and asked if they could have tiny homes to go with the larger shabby shacks. Here are four wee houses all with open…
This sculpture took about 60 hours to complete. Made with small boxes that held sticks of butter, ibuprofen, tea, crackers and the like, this “village” morphed into an…
Seven little ghost fish, swimming their hearts out. In the ocean? In my imagination? What seven things have you gotten yourself into a kettle over? Time to let…
You may have noticed I like to add a short silly story to each of my pieces, but this one really is it’s own story. During the first…
“Summer of Love? Easy: 1969.” “Ah, no. 1967.” “1969!” “1969 did have Woodstock and landing on the moon, but also had the Stonewall Riots, the beginning of…
We stood, the words unsaid…but did they really need to be said? He was looking into the forest and I turned to try to see what he was…
“Did you ask for directions?” I sighed and got into the driver’s seat, feeling nostalgic for having stepped into the old service station. I was still thinking of…
She couldn’t believe her senses- the water was so fresh and clear with none of that oily slick that the air dwellers left behind on top of her…