Speaking Louder Than Words is the creative outlet and self-care side of my court reporting practice, a wired wilderness where work and play are in balance.  As one seeking wholeness, this blending of passion and purpose is an inextricable part of my life's work. I appreciate that you're here! Feel free to pour a cup of tea or brew a fresh latte and take a look around.

En plein air


This is an architectural drawing done en plein air while sitting outside a coffee shop over the course of two afternoons. Plein-air, according to the Webster's New College Dictionary, is French for "open air," an adjective "designating, of, or in the manner of certain schools of French impressionist painting of the late 19th century, engaged mainly in observed effects of outdoor light and atmosphere."

It was interesting how the sky and lighting were similar yet different over those two sittings, and it became clear to me that buildings in this river town have a sort of animated quality to them. I enjoy the freedom of drawing outside from life, as well as the expressive layered lines and cross-hatching that resulted from this freehand practice.

Lessons learned: Perfection is overrated, keeping the same central viewpoint is key, and it's fun to make art outdoors with friends.

Meet Pete


Meet Pete,
a statue made of concrete.

Aged over thirty, 
chipped and kind of dirty.

Getting Pete looking neat
was quite the feat.


 Now that he's complete, 
repeat.


To be continued...

Cleared out

There was a frog in my throat for a while or maybe a toad.  (Ribbit, croak, ahem.)

Ah, much better.

It was a creative blockage of sorts, one where I've been making stuff yet not putting it out there.  I knew I wanted to share inspiration and shout encouragement from the rooftops, but instead I let my career and other responsibilities be the reasons for not sharing art and words.  It's much easier to place the blame on something outside of myself rather than to admit that I'm standing in my own way. I even thought this silence would keep me safe, but the harm it instead causes is much worse: self-censorship.

Now that my backlog of transcripts is temporarily cleared, I've assigned myself the task of sharing recent projects because...

I have faith in the Source
from which we've all sprung
like the sound of a bell
once it's been rung.

I Needed Color -- Jim Carrey Paints

Newly captioned video alert! I frickin' love Jim Carrey.

This took 13 minutes to transcribe, roughly double the length of the video, and then another 42 minutes to clean it up, complete the syncing, review and publish. Enjoy.