LEP

08/19/2025

There are moments in life that linger - not because of what happened, but because of what didn’t. The conversations left unspoken. The doors we never opened. The “what ifs” that follow us quietly. Shadows stretching behind our steps. As a creative, I often reflect on the opportunities I let slip through my fingers. Times when fear, self-doubt or the comfort of the familiar kept me from reaching out, sharing my work or stepping into spaces that might have changed the course of my journey....

There are moments in life that linger – not because of what happened, but because of what didn’t. The conversations left unspoken. The doors we never opened. The “what ifs” that follow us qui…

07/31/2025

Constant Change I








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04/12/2025

I need a name for this painting...stumped on coming up with something that captures the moodiness, colours or movement. Help please!

03/31/2025

We are living in uncertain times that bring feelings of fear and mistrust. Interestingly, the art world often feels the impact of economic challenges first, yet it remains a powerful source of joy and inspiration. No matter what’s happening in the news or on social media, art is a constant—fostering free thinking, encouraging understanding, and creating a space of safety and tolerance. It softens boundaries and helps us appreciate the nuances beyond black and white.

Most importantly, art brings joy. While we are all aware of financial uncertainties and the sacrifices that may be required to maintain our quality of life, if art brings you happiness, consider investing in that. The value of nurturing your own well-being through art is immeasurable—now and always.

02/16/2025

Peeking my nose out of my cave for a 'hot' second. White stuff is in abundance this season!

10/08/2024

By the Light of the Moon watercolour series

05/14/2024

https://laniedwards.com/2021/03/02/earthshine/

02/25/2024

Contemplative stroll

02/06/2024

The motherland showed off her full repertoire (weather-wise) within the first week of my visit. First, it was sweltering. Hot enough to long for an Ohio-gray-day. Promptly on its heels, I was gifted with delightful mist rolling under threatening clouds. Thank you, Cape Town. I have missed you.