Welcome to the creative home of artist and maker Charlotte Lyons.

still here


Somewhere around 3 a.m. I woke up from the dream I have almost every night. Jake's collar is jingling in the house somewhere and I'm worried about him. I used to get up and look for him, but I don't anymore. The next dream was all mixed up with the holiday collection, but sometime in the next several hours, I dreamed I made a little Jake for the collection. A snowman really needs a dog. So as soon as I could this morning, I made this-- in my bathrobe, on the couch. It was finished by 9. He can't go to Atlanta with the collection...this Jake isn't going anywhere. He's too round, too brown, but those eyes are as close as I can get to what I saw when he looked my way. Always.

We miss you, sweet boy. Always.

floating away

beading and football