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"Living the Dream" exhibit: Fingers crossed...

“Living the Dream, Dreaming the Life” closes today, but I’m not sad. I’m like 99% sure I don’t have to bring home “Relatively Progressive”…

“Relatively Progressive,” 2019, by Lisa Myers Bulmash.

“Relatively Progressive,” 2019, by Lisa Myers Bulmash.

… because someone’s very interested in adding it to their collection!

As I said earlier, I felt almost compelled to create a piece for this exhibit: I use family photos in my work as often as I can, most recently in the Liberty Bank Building portraits. So it was a treat to use images from the Pratt Family Legacy Collection.

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There’s a possibility someone else is interested in “Rare & Exquisite (CA)” as well.

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Let’s hope both go to new homes, yeah? Fingers crossed.

Almost ready for prime time

The varnish is on the collage portraits, and curing steadily!


The Liberty Bank Building founder portraits are all done except the framing (which I’ve chosen but will have someone else do for me). After living with this project for nearly two years, it’s a little strange to put away the paper bits for good.


The Liberty Bank apartments are almost ready as well, and the builders expect to install my work in the residents’ lounge early next month. So we should be celebrating the grand opening soon; I’ll let you know when!

Someone you know needs art

I'd like to share a happy moment with you, an unintentional pay-it-forward thing. Recently I talked to the person who bought this altered book, "Daddy Loves Me."

She said she'd wanted to purchase something I made, and the altered book came along at the right time. But it didn't quite feel like it 'belonged' to her. She decided to gift it to another friend. Immediately the recipient's eyes welled up.

The collector had had a difficult relationship with his father, but the art brought up a treasured memory: a childhood moment when he knew for sure that his daddy loved him.

That piece sold in 2015, and at the time I was quite happy someone wanted to take it home. But now I'm profoundly grateful as well: I feel that I helped someone remember a moment where everything was right and beautiful in his world.