san fran, you did me right

i have so much to say, but i’m running out of time over here. everyday, it’s a mad dash. every. single. day. i’m surely loving it, and i sincerely hope i can meet my goals. i have two goals for december and january and i’m truly fighting for them. like a good mama bear of the holder of these two dreams, i’m fiercely fighting. yes i am.

but check out where i’ve been these last few days:

i went to san fran for a VERY last minute spontaneous trip per mati’s insistence. and i’m so glad i did. i met new friends and hung out with old ones. the best.

there were slumber parties, girl (sex) talk, creative biz talk, wine, insanely good food, tear jerker movies, photo excursions, jean shopping adventures (a must for the 15 pounds i’ve gained in the last 12 weeks – yikes), and more.

mati and i totally fluffed her studio. fluffed as in decorating, hanging up paintings, making curtains, and loving every minute of it. those walls were bare when we walked in and dressed in color when we were done. looks great, no? love this photo of her and hugh (who is also freakishly talented). ps – that giant birdie painting of mati’s is for sale and it took all my will not to leave san fran without it.

i was totally inspired by big open spaces with exposed brick walls and giant dry erase boards and lots of table space. one day soon, i’m getting a new large studio space. because i’m inspired and i really need the space. like desperately.

we went to the alameda flea market where vintage treasures live in every single nook and cranny and it can be overwhelming in all the best ways.

there were polaroids taken by photo queens, general silliness, and approx 48 hours of good good medicine. went by super fast but the warmth received will last a long time. thank you mati, hugh, hula, andrea, susannah, leslie, stephanie, alex, and emily. it was great fun. and so much fuel for me to get these december and january dreams off the ground. xxoo.

Hi, I'm Kelly Rae Roberts!

Before I picked up my first paintbrush at the age of 30, I was a medical social worker. I followed my whispers and started playing with paint and everything changed.

Now I’m a full-time artist, author and Possibilitarian, who helps women explore and nourish their creative souls.