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I'm Dreama. I'm a writer and painter. Named by my grandmother. Self-taught in art. Lover of yes.
Bubble baths are my thing. A place for epiphanies. It's where I was when I got it on the 'no' thing.
You have to understand, I’d been saying 'no' for a very long time in my life--no to things that I actually wanted! Like having a life that held all the things I loved. Dreaming in color--having a life of my choosing and doing the things that made me smile. Yeah, I had lots of excuses for saying no. I wasn’t good enough, I was self taught, maybe I had waited too late.
Then I heard a voice.
‘How’s that been working for ya?’
No, not an angel.
Just a replay in my head from a Dr.Phil show ;-)
Obviously not. Working for me.
Never knew how beautiful 'yes' was until I started using it on my own beliefs of what was possible.
Painting and writing and teaching and traveling all begin with 'yes'.
Up for some 'yes' in your life?
Oui, si and yeah baby!
That's what I'm here for
—to help you find your yes!
A few of my favorite things...
Click on the dots below to read more of my thoughts on each of my favorite things.
If you hear a voice within you say, ‘You cannot paint,’ then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.
Vincent Van Gogh
I have had many studios in my years of painting. There are a few things they’ve all had in common.
Easels and a cat or three.
Currently there are two studio cats. Eddie Bill and Eddie Pierre. (I know, two cats with the same first name. Never really planned that, it just sort of happened)
My home base studio is the Dream.Love.Paint cottage, 100 years old and a place that gives you a hug every time you walk through its doors.
It has touches that remind me of my grandmother’s house.
Absent of any technology and filled with flea market treasures (I have a picnic basket collection that I never really planned…it just sort of happened) and a swing suspended from the ceiling in the front room. It has a way of slowing your heart rate down to a simpler time, reminding you that it’s just fine to be yourself.
My other studio is a bit of a traveling one since the last few years have found me staying for extended periods of time in paintable places like Provence, Tuscany and Paris. (never really planned that either, it just sort of…happened 😉
You can visit those ‘studios’ in my online courses!
It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.
Magentas and Caribbean Blues… next to sunshine yellows. You may have guessed I really like mixing color – laying one juicy brushstroke down by another ….and sharing my love for color and brushstrokes with artists in my courses. I’ve been known to paint in my pajamas and everything I own has some paint on it somewhere. This includes Eddie.
I’ve tried reading the books on color theory with absolute zero success. I know there are probably rules and reasons but my falling head over heels in love with color has been just that. No practical sides to it at all. Nada. Zilch.
Flaming romance, run away do crazy stuff kind of love.
That’s me and color.
You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.
I am pretty sure I am the only kid who ever skipped school to read a book. Seriously. And no it wasn’t a school assignment. A giant book at 900 plus pages that I needed to know how it ended. (Who can sit in class with that kind of drama happening?)
Books comfort me. Like a warm blanket, a cup of cocoa, a conversation with a dear friend, or petting Eddie’s fur—they are something to look forward to when life gets out of sorts.
In true Forrest Gump fashion I can say…I like books.
Here are some of my past and current favorites:
Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert (love the Audible version of this esp.!)
A Moveable Feast by Ernest Hemingway (his ‘lean’ descriptive style of writing is inspiring to both my paintings and my writings—reminding me to look for ways to say more with less!)
I Can See Clearly Now by Wayne Dyer (actually, any book by Wayne is my favorite 😉
Emerson’s Essays by Ralph Waldo Emerson
This Thing Called You by Ernest Holmes
The Power of Now by Eckart Tolle (no relation but I can relate to his writing..does that count??)
Who wants to become a writer? And why? Because it’s the answer to everything. … It’s the streaming reason for living. To note, to pin down, to build up, to create, to be astonished at nothing, to cherish the oddities, to let nothing go down the drain, to make something, to make a great flower out of life, even if it’s a cactus.
Not that I saw it coming but I guess it was only natural that someone who loves to read as much as I do would eventually fall in love with writing.
It wooed me, asking me to say more with less, to get specific. To question how much and exactly what was needed to tell the story.
It satisfies me in a deep, soul thirsty way.
A lasso on my thoughts—corralling them and helping me to drill down to the essence of a thing. I’m a thinker and writing helps me think through those thoughts and meet them in their visible places.
You’ll find a lot of my thoughts, bare and honest, on the journal pages (aka my blog) of this site. I’m not sure how it happened but thousands of readers now grace these pages and have created a little community in the comments (I’d love to hear your thoughts too).
Eddie is my mentor, my BFF, my critic, my guru, all rolled into one hairy black and white suit. He sits on my papers when I KNOW there is work to do but he KNOWS the work will wait and moments of BEING won’t. He has been known to take a stroll through my palette (he seems to favor Magenta and Violet).
He is a California cat, picked up from the pound many years ago. We have an agreement. He doesn’t ask my age and I don’t ask him his—or which life he’s on.
Probably why we get along so well.
He knows I love a good hot bath with bubbles. Our nightly ritual is this. He sits on the side of the tub, ‘bumps heads’ with me, and drinks a bit from the faucet when I cool it down.
I’ve painted Eddie many times over the years —he has a huge following according to him.
I did allow him to write a guest post on my blog a few years back. I’ve yet to live that one down.
Say it with me… ‘Total lapse in judgement.’
Eddie’s mantra is ‘let them eat mice’ and as he likes to point out, few are purrfect like him.
I have to agree, at least on the purrrfect part 😉
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
I travel a lot…often to France and Italy and though all the croissants, chocolate and alleyway cats may make for a delightful trip it is the value of the journey itself…the rich reward of being present…mind, body and soul….in the moment. Soaking up every little things that leaves me wanting more. Also…traveling with paints? I have a lot of experience in this field (!) so I’ve made you a little something to help out. You can find it by clicking here.
People who love to eat are always the best people.
Inspiration feeds me but so does food! A bold French roast cup of Starbucks with Greek yogurt and berries will start me beautiful in the morning. Along my wanders through the world I mostly eat the flavors of France and Italy (of course!) with homemade ricotta drizzled with honey, cakes, quiches, cherries, chocolate, wine…this could turn into a very long list!
Alone we can do so little, together we can do so much.
This little business of mine has expanded to reach zillions with just a click of a button online (and add in about 30 years of painting and work!). Our team comes along with us on trips and they’re always around in the studio or digitally helping everything run. And to drink wine with 😉 If you reach out to our support team you’ll find one of our gals or my husband Ron on the other end helping you out as best we can.