One of the most fun (and challenging) things I do as a visual story-teller is to properly translate the pictures in my mind into something concrete. I’m forever jotting down ideas on napkins, sketching images in the margins of whatever magazine or catalogue might be...
I’ve had this image floating in my head for quite some time now: a house, on a hill, late at night, lit by a sky full of stars. It’s a picture I’ve seen in real life many times before, having once lived in central Virginia, near rolling hills and...
Some of my very favorite pieces have come about accidentally, and “Bicycle Lights” is indeed one of those unintentional happy moments. We were walking in Trastevere – one of my very favorite places in Rome – and, as usual, I was snapping...
With the 2015 fast approaching and new art and designs on the way for both the American Made Show (booth #606) and NY Now (booth #9555), I’ve just had the exciting news that my brand-new table runner design, “Keys,” has been nominated for the...
In Oxford, England – a place I once called my home – on the corner of Ship and Cornmarket Streets, there exists a lovely row of buildings that haven’t changed since the Tudor era. They lean ever-so-slightly over the street below, and every time I walked or...
I adore gulls. Not necessarily when they are swooping down from above and stealing your child’s sandwich out of his hands, but rather when they are whirling and hunting and calling out to one another as they ride the waves of the air. Nothing declares more...
I’ve noticed something interesting in the past year – butterflies seem to make an appearance when I least expect them. Whether it’s in my work or in my garden, they seem to seek out my company. A little while ago, I spied something fluttering in our...
For some reason, each time I return to England, it is sunny. Days and days of sunshine. Entire weeks of nothing but sun and breeze and glorious weather that is so very un-English it surprises me every time. When I lived here, however, that never seemed to be the case....
Most people who have jobs also have coworkers. Coworkers can be wonderful, they can be annoying, they can be your support system, they can be the most challenging thing about your day. Sometimes, they can be all of those things at once. I have two coworkers in my...
This is one of the first pieces I’ve created in 2014, and a part of what I hope will become a larger series featuring the beautiful architecture of row homes both in Philadelphia and beyond. I’m now on the hunt for houses. I carry my camera with me at all...
Those that follow mkc photography on Facebook already saw these two creations earlier this week, but I thought I might share them here as well. If the cobbler’s children never have shoes, then certainly the artists’ home rarely has artwork: it goes on...
These little – well, not as little as the used to be – hands belong to a kid who’s only been taking piano lessons for one year. Why only one? Because he likes to write his own music and do his own thing, and until he was eight, he’d refused to let anyone...
Many of you who follow the mkc photography Facebook page know I’ve spent the summer getting ready for (then exhibiting at, then coming home and making art to fill orders from) NY NOW. Many of you also asked what the heck it’s all about, so here is my...
It’s official: the shoes have been outgrown. I’m not a particularly sentimental mother, so this is odd for me. I’m the one that loves each stage more than the last, the one that celebrates milestones and achievements without getting misty for days...
Is there anything better than sailing through the air on a warm summer evening, the air salty from the nearby ocean, and the moon rising in the brilliant blue evening sky? Most people look toward the sun as it sinks low, enjoying the brilliant rosy hues it paints...
There is nothing so lovely as the beach on a bright summer morning: I love to arrive early enough that the crowds have yet to descend, yet late enough that the morning chill has already given way to the warmth of the sun. The sight of the gulls dining on their freshly...
My favorite pieces are the ones that pop into my head as I’m reading to my children. While both boys are now old enough to read independently – and they do – we all still love to pile into one chair for a few chapters before bedtime. This particular...
It’s a dream I’ve had since I was young: My hands grasp the throttle and I pull back as much as I can manage. The coral reef I’m aiming for comes up quickly beneath the belly of my plane and we land roughly, but safely, in the glistening heat of the tropical sun....
I think this may be the first proper “story behind the picture” for 2013, so I feel this image is a suitable excuse as to why I’ve been neglecting the blog. After four fantastic (and extremely long) days at the New York International Gift Fair this...
This story is coming a little late in the day, but I planned it that way. My 10-day-old nephew (and his mom, of course) visited our home tonight. Naturally, this meant my camera was out and I was photographing, constantly. There are a few things that I learned...
I have been woefully remiss regarding blog entries this month. Even though the number of packages that have been leaving my studio on a daily basis are my excuse, I realized yesterday I hadn’t been spending enough time simply “creating.” I also...
Date: August 19th, 2012 Time: 6:01 p.m. Location: New York City My husband accompanied me to the New York International Gift Fair this past summer: a kind deed that saw him toting boxes, setting up my booth, fetching coffee (repeatedly), and generally dealing...
Every once in a while, you have to escape the four walls of the studio and go breathe some fresh air. Yesterday, a friend and I donned our comfy walking shoes and set off around Lorimer Park in Philadelphia. The sky was cloudy, but the air was still warm and...
I couldn’t have picked a more perfect day to travel to the orchard with two dozen kindergarteners: the sky, clear of clouds, was brilliant blue and the sun kept the early fall chill in check. We spent hours running through the cornstalk maze, picking apples,...
