About 3Rs Art

When I was 8 years old, I was in a patio lounge chair soaking up the sun’s rays with my mother. Suddenly she asked, “Lynn, what colors do you see?” I responded, “None; my eyes are closed.” She said, “Look behind your eyelids.”


She had the best color sense of anyone I've ever met. She'd point to a leaf, and ask, “What color is that?” I'd answer, "Green." “Yes," she'd say; "but is it more yellow, or more blue?”

Thus began my art lessons, at the hands and heart of my mother, with whom every adventure was like an art class. 

Our world is filled with color, pattern, and texture. Every day, everywhere, a feast is REVEALED to us; it waits to be RECEIVED and RELEASED back into the world.