Interview with a Renaissance Mom – Lee-Anne Haggett

Interview with a Renaissance Mom – Lee-Anne Haggett

  We are continuing our series, “Interview with a Renaissance Mom,” with one of my favorite creative mamas ever. She’s part flower-girl, but all God’s girl! The way she captures the beauty in everyday moments with her 4 little people, absolutely captures my own heart! I love her use of natural light. And the bold use of color throughout her home (both indoors and out) are the absolute best! Honestly, I dream of flying her out to my home one day to decorate my backyard with me, and then take pictures of my family frolicking around the fire pit! It sound ridiculous, but wait till you see this girl’s fun style and you’ll want her to help you frolic too! Welcome with me, Renaissance Mom, Lee-Anne Haggett     1) Please introduce yourself to us by sharing a little bit about yourself – who you are and where you live, and a bit about your kids. My name is Lee-Anne and I am from the Ottawa area of Canada. I have been married to my best friend + high school sweetheart for 10 years this August. We met in grade 9 and have been inseparable since! We now have 4 beautiful children and yes, we were crazy and had them all within a 5.5 year span! Our oldest is 6yo and her name is Priscilla, a year and a week later our Maelle came, Malakai is almost 3yo and our little Clementine is 8 months old. They are the sweet balance of chaos + beauty every hour of the day!   2) At Life Creative we believe that art morphs as a woman...
Interview with a Renaissance Mom – Rylie Caldwell

Interview with a Renaissance Mom – Rylie Caldwell

Welcome to our new series INTERVIEW WITH A RENAISSANCE MOM – where I’ll be interviewing some of my favorite Renaissance Moms from around the web! Inspired by our new book, Life Creative: Inspiration for Today’s Renaissance Mom, Kelli Stuart and I hope that this series encourages you to dabble and delight in the cracks and crevices of your mothering moments. We believe that when we fit our creative passions into the practical places of motherhood, the passion fuels the practical.  Avail yourself to the wonderful way God made you before He made you a mother.     I’m so excited to introduce y’all to this sweet mother of three, visual artist, and color enthusiast, Rylie Caldwell     Please introduce yourself and your family to all of us. Hi there! My name is Rylie and I live in Houston, Texas with my husband and our three precious daughters. They are ages three, two, and six months. It’s all bows, sprinkles and glitter around here pretty much 24/7 and I love it! I studied architecture in college but have had an interest in art my whole life. Growing up I would spend hours at my grandmother’s kitchen table learning to use watercolor paint with her and really developed a love for painting. After working in the architecture field for several years we decided I would stay home after the birth of our first baby. Since then I have spent more time developing my artwork and am really enjoying the process of constantly digger deeper into my artistic side.     What did your art look like before you had children, and how did that...
Why Creative Women Need God’s Word

Why Creative Women Need God’s Word

Confession: Sometimes I sit down to read the Bible and get so inspired by the first four words in the very first verse, I set it aside and start writing a blog post or a book proposal; or I plan a party to encourage women because that sliver of scripture inspired me so; or I open up my sketch book and start hand lettering those four God-breathed words. Four Words.   Being a creative woman is never boring!   There are always a dozen windows open on my desktop – recipes to try, succulent gardens to plant, blog posts  to write, portraits of my children to capture, invitations to send… you get me. And yes, in case you were wondering, it’s exhausting. I’m flitting and floating, and sometime lose my footing.   Recently I was at a gathering for other creative women where I had the privilege of chatting with Bible study author, Denise Hughes. She slipped me a gift, a copy of the first book in her new series, Word Writers, and my eyes got all big and round because, of course, I was ready to dive right in. Right then and there. I bubbled over, “I can’t wait to read this, Denise, I haven’t been consistent with a Bible Study these past nine months. I’ve been so busy with all the book writing and speaking and… and… and…   It was then that Denise quieted me with her gentle hand upon my arm: “I love creative women.  They’re a lot like helium balloons, always bobbing here and there. But a balloon needs to be tied down or it can get lost.  God’s Word is the string holding each of us in place.”   ...
Say yes to reading this summer

Say yes to reading this summer

Say Yes to Reading by Kelli Stuart   We pushed open the door and a bell chimed over our heads. The shop smelled musty and old, but somehow that only adds to the nostalgia of this particular memory. My mom would set me loose into the shop with a bag to fill with the treasures I found, and off I’d go, wandering through the shelves like I’d entered a new land.   We were in a used book shop.   Mom would take me to this old shop at the beginning of every summer and let me pick out a stack of books to get me through the coming days. We’d go just before our vacation, when long stretches of time in the car provided ample, uninterrupted reading time.     Ten dollars went a long way in this old book shop, and I’d come home with stacks of treasured books, begging to take me away to far off places. Mom would usually give me one book and tell me to savor it. Then she’d hide the rest until it was time to leave for vacation so that I wouldn’t tear through all of them before we left. Sometimes I long for those carefree summer days again, when I’d come in from the pool all sticky and tired, and I’d curl up under a blanket by the window and read. There weren’t the distractions of social media, or television, and I certainly wasn’t responsible for anyone else but myself back then. I could just sit and read. All day. As an adult, I still get a similar flutter of...
Free digital gift – and the story behind Life Creative

Free digital gift – and the story behind Life Creative

Today is an exciting day! We’re flinging wide the doors of our new online home for creatives — LifeCreative.me!!! Throughout the end of this week and into the next, we’ll be celebrating the launch with a digital party on our Instagram page — check over there later this afternoon (6/16) for the details of our first giveaway (you won’t want to miss it)! We’ve also got a sweet free gift for you if you sign up for our email list, but more details on that at the end of the article. First, I want to share the heart behind this community and how it all began… The Start of Life Creative 15 years ago this actress from Los Angeles met and quickly married a pharmaceutical salesman from Dallas. After just a few short months of our long-distance romance we tied the knot on a beach in Southern California, and my new husband swept me off my feet and carried me to Texas, as The Dixie Chicks’ Wide Open Spaces played like a soundtrack over the honeymoon phase of our marriage. Though I left my career in Hollywood I quickly signed with a theatrical agent in Dallas and booked more commercials in the Lone Star state than I ever had in the saturated, star-studded industry from whence I came. For the first time in my acting life I felt like a big fish in a small pond, rather than a little fish swimming up against sharks. And because I wasn’t a “starving actress,” picking up waitressing gigs to help cover rent, I entered a season of rest as well as spiritual, emotional, and creative renewal. Not only did I have a creative...
A Community for Creative Moms on Instagram – an invitation

A Community for Creative Moms on Instagram – an invitation

He was only three, my oldest son with the high-pitched voice and sweet “Yes, Ma’am.” His younger brother was a rolly-polly one year old with a laugh that left a happy trail of slobber. And my belly was so full of baby that I could barely breath. My insides were as cram-packed as our days. Playdates and naps, followed by long walks to the grocery store. We pulled baby brother in the red wagon, picking his sippy-cup off the sidewalk a bazillion times. It was the brothers’ first official game. And my feet were swollen. Though the days stretched long, they were full of blessings and babies. No complaints. No complaints. I was humbled and grateful to be there. Yet something strained in a place inside me, deeper than my third born occupied… down deep within my soul. I feared I was losing myself.   Though my life as their mom was a dream come true… there were other dreams I was losing touch with.   The poet and the painter and the prophet, the reader and the thinker, now dormant parts of my life before children – my life creative. If you’re a mom, trying to fit your passions into the practical places of a blessed (but busy) home life, I feel ya. It’s not easy – this mashed up, messy experience where motherhood and marriage occupy every square breath. In this sweet season, raising little people, our creativity, hobbies, and dreams might not fit seamlessly into our days like it once did. Still, I learned in those early years, it is possible for us to gently weave it back into our lives again –...