20 June 2015

Textilian Tri-Animal Bicycle in the Kennebec Journal/Morning Sentinel

"Waterville art exhibit welcomes trekkers"

"Bicyclists participating in the Trek Across Maine arrived Saturday in Waterville, where Common Street Arts was opening a bicycle-themed exhibit, "Art on Wheels."


Decked-out bicycles such as this one by Brunswick artist Jennifer Beaven greeted visitors and participants in the Trek Across Maine on Saturday at Common Street Arts in downtown Waterville. Staff photo by Rachel Ohm

30 January 2012

Lobster Traps

When I was a kid. lobster traps were all made of subtle grayed wood, but today they are multi-colored extravaganzas of wire mesh, bait bags, net, rope and bricks.



Freeze and Thaw

The other day I went shopping for groceries and as I pulled out of the parking lot I noticed the shadows in the broken pavement. It was afternoon and the damp morning streets had mostly dried, leaving a white edge of salt along each crack. I went home to pick up my camera and returned to the store so I could photograph these wonderful circles and lines.



29 January 2012

Goldenrod Shadows Drawing


This is a recent drawing on paper based on autumn shadows that I drew and stitched on cotton fabric. I'm interested in the stitch as a mark and how drawn marks can have the quality of stitches.

08 January 2012

Goldenrod Shadows at the Beach




In the autumn I drew the breezy shadows of a goldenrod plant on cotton fabric. As the days grew shorter, I stitched. In this unseasonably warm January, I took my stitching to the Beach.

29 December 2011

Significant Objects


I always like to see personal collections of amuletic objects. Keys rings and fobs are often powerful and significant. Keys provide access to specific areas of the physical world and other objects hold connections to a personal symbolic world. My nephew was wearing this wonderful collection this December.

25 December 2011

The Sum of its Parts

At Christmas, my mother was wearing a pendant I made years ago. It was interesting to notice that after time had passed I could see it as its own whole self instead of as the parts I had combined.