
My Unsung Hero
I really struggle to get out of bed in the morning. I would like to say it is because I’ve been up with my kids all night, but I can...

The Story of “Unmarked Rest Area”
Each of my pieces has a story to it and one of the purposes of my blog is to share those stories. My family and I do a fair amount of...

The Many Layers of Me and My Art: My Process (Part 4)
During my exploration of a place, I will try to pick up as much “ephemera” as possible or take additional photos of signs, maps and other th

The Many Layers of Me and My Art: The Why Behind My Art (Part 3)
My purpose in art-making goes back to my love of stories. Every location has a history filled with experiences, artifacts, images, document

The Many Layers of Me and My Art: Who is Amelia Furman? My Story (Part 2)
My mother always used to joke with me that I was far too normal to be an artist. Regardless of the lack of sensation to my story, it is MY

The Many Layers of Me and My Art: Why I Started a Blog (Part 1)
My hope is that this blog will fill the gap when I cannot talk to a curious “sojourner” in person. Consider this our twice monthly coffee d

SAHM...The Anagram That Changed
My Life
I have always been the go-getter/ over-achiever/ extremely ambitious-type. Since day one I have sought to accomplish projects, meet...

How Nature Can Unlock Deep Truths
When I am having a bad day, I find that the most effective remedy is getting outside. In some mysterious way, nature brings me back to...

Accepting My Dual Calling
I am both an artist and a mother. This first part of my identity became apparent very early on in life. However, it was not until I was...