Why Buying Original Art Is an Investment in More Than Just Your Walls

What I'm Thinking About

Can I ask you a personal question?

Who are you?

I know. That’s a loaded one. Like peeling an onion—and let’s be honest, maybe crying a little in the process.

You might start with your name. Maybe your job. You might tell me you’re an accountant, or a stay-at-home parent, or a creative who still hasn’t figured out how to explain what you do at parties. Maybe you live in Los Angeles. Or Boston. Or down a dirt road in the middle of nowhere with chickens in the backyard.

(And hey, if you do happen to be independently wealthy thanks to a mysterious great-uncle, want to adopt a 40ish mom with a loud house and a lot of snack requests? I come with baked goods and art supplies, probably.)

But if we were having this conversation face to face, I think we’d go deeper. You’d tell me what keeps you up at night. What you hope for. What you’re still healing from. You’d tell me what you find beautiful, and then what you live for. You’d tell me what you’d be willing to die for. Who and what you want to surround yourself with.

And that’s what I think about with my work.

Not just how it’ll look in your home. But what it will remind you of. Anchor you to. Invite you to remember.

Why It Matters

Original art isn’t filler.

It’s not a trend or a finishing touch or something you pick up because your couch looks a little lonely.

It’s a way of saying, this matters to me or I remember.

It says look at my love.

My kids.

My home.

It says I remember where we were when…

I remember that hope is real, and truth is beautiful.

I remember grace, and redemption.

I remember that as flawed as I am, I’m already deeply loved.

That piece you keep coming back to? The one that makes you pause every time? It’s already speaking to something true in you.

And that’s the whole point.

You don’t have to be a “collector” to collect art. You just have to start with one thing that stirs something in you. One moment where you go, “Yes. This.”

That’s where it begins.

From the Studio

This week’s been slow in the best kind of way.

My daughter turned five, and we redecorated my living room-cum-studio with streamers and balloons and let her feel like the princess she is.

And Rhode Island finally decided it’s summer, so we’re leaning into that too. I’ll be sketching, hanging out by the pool, and thinking about frames. I’m leaning toward something light brown—natural, simple. Something that feels like it belongs.

We’ll see what comes out of this week. Probably some messy hands. Hopefully some new ideas.

Also: if anyone wants to send Del’s, I accept lemon or peach mango. Generously.

If This Hits Home

If there’s something missing in your home—not just on your wall, but in the feeling of it—this is the moment.

Not to redecorate. But to add something real.

Browse the available work below, or reach out if something’s been tugging at you. You don’t have to be sure. You just have to start the conversation.

Tell Me

What’s one thing in your home that holds a story? Or are you still looking for it?

Tell me about it in the comments or shoot me a message—I’d love to hear what you’re holding onto.