Not so different…after all.


bptI am attributing my latest painting series to three things: 1) getting older  2) a touch of wisdom and 3) less tolerance for mean people.

It’s a big world out there and people don’t always do their best to get along. This can be a hard concept for a child who is taught to be kind, but sees adults not practicing what they preach. So I created these whimsical designs to show children that no matter how different we may look on the outside–living in unity and harmony is the best way to live. The subjects are some unlikely animal pairings representing friendship and acceptance.

I’m honored to be able to use a talent to help others. At some point, I hope to donate profits to like-minded organizations. Those against bullying and stereotyping as well as those that feel there is a blessing in being different, in that each of us has something unique to bring to this world.

We may not be able to change the world, but we can leave a small mark or an intention to do so. Maybe the goal shouldn’t be the world. Maybe it should just be the guy down the block or the kid across the street. That’s what I am starting with.

One t-shirt at a time.


Never Enough Coffee Mugs.


“The Strip–in abstract” by roberta m.

I have spent the better part of the last two weeks in Las Vegas at a company trade show. Close to two weeks in Las Vegas is way too much for me. I like to people watch as much as the next guy but watching people, even in Sin City, gets old after the first week.

I have to admit I was curious as we drove by Mandalay Bay–wondering if the 32nd floor would show any scars. Obviously, all has been replaced. Across the street where the concert took place, there is a silence that surrounds the area, even though you are on one of the busiest streets in the country. The fencing around the venue is there, the bleachers, too–all waiting for the next event. But there are no events–just memories from the not too distant past and a stage with no performers. Continue reading

No Ordinary Thing.

Watching by roberta m.


The neighborhood owls are out in full force at this time of the year. Their pre-dawn conversations are a wonder to listen to and an inspiration from nature’s bounty of beautiful things. There is an ancient aura of mystery surrounding owls. Depending on the culture, it has been worshipped as an idol and hated as the reincarnation of the devil. Far from ordinary–these inspirations of mystery, magic and guidance. Continue reading