Happy Holidays!

Wednesday, December 17th, 2014


The writing and Illustrating Process- Blog Tour

Friday, June 6th, 2014

The awesomely talented (and incredibly patient) Tina Kugler













who illustrated the charming "The Change Your Name Store"

change your name store











tagged me to answer a few questions. Go check out her site. I can't wait for In Mary's Garden! 


What I'm currently working on:














































I have 3 stories is different stages of production. Hopefully more work on that soon. 😉 



How does my work differ from others? 

It's an expression of myself. Just as I am unique in my looks, upbringing, current values, and craving for sushi and tex-mex, hopefully my art is different in its execution, process and final result. It's about all the different parts that make the final result. I know many artists who combine watercolor and photoshop but each has a unique "feel" to it. That's what Art with a capital A is about, right? Expression through Individuality? 

Why do I write what I write?

I write what captures my interest and holds it, it has to make me smile. I like twists on old stories and places and things I wanted to do as a child. 

Now Go check out A.J. Smith and his adorable Even Monsters!

Maya print give away!

Tuesday, April 22nd, 2014

I just received my prints back from the Appleton exhibit "Sendak & Co" that featured prints from "Maya was Grumpy". To celebrate the exhibit and other Maya good news, I'm giving away a high quality giclee print that was part of the exhibit!

 These are from a limited print run done by a fabulous local company and are printed on watercolor paper. 

You can enter by posting a comment on this post, leaving a comment on my facebook post or retweeting on Twitter. 

Deadline to enter in a week from today, April 29th at noon. 


Christopher Award

Thursday, April 3rd, 2014

I am deeply honored to share that "Maya was Grumpy" will receive a Christopher Award at the 65th Annual ceremony in New York City on May 15th, 2014.

Since 1949, the Christopher Awards have annually saluted media (TV programming, feature films, books for adults and children) that “affirm the highest values of the human spirit.”  The goal is to encourage artists to pursue excellence in creative arenas that have the potential to influence large audiences in a positive way.  

The sense of personal mission and the power of goodness is the heart of the Christopher message. It is summed up by the ancient Chinese proverb which has become our motto: “It’s better to light one candle than to curse the darkness.”

As someone who has been deeply saddened by recent tragedies, it is wonderful to think that "Maya was Grumpy" might bring a little light into the world. 

Unlike other major awards programs, the Christopher Award does not have entry forms or submission fees. Potential winners are reviewed throughout the year by panels of media specialists; members of the Christophers’ staff with expertise in film, TV, and publishing; and specially supervised children’s reading groups.

 Past honorees include Peter Reynolds and Mo Williams and I am honored to be in the current company of Suzanne Collins, Paul Fleishman and Kate DiCamillo. 

The 65th Annual Christopher Award Announcement. 



Let’s talk about race, baby.

Monday, February 10th, 2014

I am a white woman. It's funny, because I don't think about this much. Besides being a fairly oblivious nerd who is often unconscious about my own appearance, (except for special events and nights out, when I shed my stay at home mom exterior and revel in things like jewelry, wrap dresses, heels and make up) I am surrounded and loved and love and adore many people in my life who are many different shades of brown. My husband is from India, my children are varying shades of brown and skin color has become something that is almost irrelevant to me.

I no longer notice when I am the only person in the room who is white and I try to teach my children this attitude of not noticing a person's skin color first. This has not always been, I was raised in a smallish town in the south and it was painfully important which racial group everyone belonged to. When I started dating my husband, one of my family members first questions was "How dark is he?"

Fast forward to my illustration career starting up and my first book being published and my daughter who is 10 years old now, becoming interested in my art. One day, as she was looking at my portfolio, I noticed that there were no brown children. Dear God, how could I have been so blind? Was it because, we are naturally inclined to draw something that reflects ourselves and thus I had reached for lighter skin tones to reflect my mirror image? Was it because I thought that there are so many talented artists of color that create images that reflect themselves, perhaps…just perhaps I would offend someone by creating images that did not reflect my skin color? That somehow, we are supposed to only create children that look like the the artists who create them?

Upon reflection, and looking at my world, I realized that this was a load of bull. For the sake of my children and the people in my family, I needed to create children in different shades. Children who are brown or white and like my kids, not this color or that color but shades between the traditionally accepted and categorized. 

 So, I have been trying to be conscious of this. I have been successful in adding a few pieces and want my latest book (when it's published 😉 to contain two princesses of different races. Because, while we have a long way to go towards equality and fairness, I want my children to grow up as blind as possible to the color of someone's skin.

So, as an illustrator I will do my best to have my portfolio reflect their world and life. So, as I was creating my latest piece, I was happy with the steps it took and how it was shaping up…
















initial sketch, based on my daughter around 3 years old. 

















after paint…




















After photoshop. 

But something was bothering me. It took walking away to figure out that it was that I had inadvertently made the skin too light. It no longer looked like my daughter. So, after fiddiling around a bit…


Now, it looked like I had initially pictured and it most importantly, it was something my daughter could look at and see herself reflected… And, that's what is important to me. It is a subtle difference, perhaps not even noticeable by someone else. But, she will notice it and that is what matters.