Nanci Stoeffler {Expressionistic Artist}

When creating this painting, I heard the phrase “Opening Jars of Clay”. In my mind’s eye, I saw the lid of a clay jar being lifted in...

I wrote this poem "Feathered" in 2013. The background image is a close-up of one of my painting, "Wings are for Flight".

When I was in my early thirties (around the year 2000) I found myself becoming rather paralyzed by the opinions of other people. It...

I created this painting in 2016 using a new painting technique I was developing at the time. I enjoyed the whimsical, wispy movements and...

Darkness of Space -- Deep and Mysterious, I gaze upwards into you long enough for my soul's map to open, becoming faintly aware of an...

Through the screen door begins endless hours spent dreaming and swinging, always believing I could touch the sky. Through the screen door...

As we become adults we often forget or board-up the child-like songs that we were meant to sing. We fear their freedom or we get buried...

On a Sunday morning in Missouri, a fellow artist-friend, Daniel, stopped me at church and said, “You need to create. No more excuses. You...

This painting speaks to me of the beauty, movement and motion of grief on the human soul. It is to our detriment when we do not allow our...

There is someone in my life that unfortunately is a “toxic” person. After a long period of being out of touch, we had a brief exchange....