Guest Book

The Memory is The word of Connie.  "irrepressible tendencies toward balance and reconciliation of opposites to appear spontaneously."The dance of Connie:  unexpected, playful, the art of the moment.The unconditional:  acceptance, love, peace, reliability.The art of...

The Memory is I met Connie in summer of 1966 on Monhegan Island, Maine, a Shangri-La of a place, small in physical size, but enormous in space, texture, and palpable presence.  Connie was sitting on the rocks below the Trailing Yew Inn (where I was staying, and,...

The Memory is Her delight in teaching, and finding value in our drawings during her Sensory Awareness classes at Vallombrosa was so evident.  She demonstrated a wonderful child-like playfulness, energy and enthusiasm in the classes and in the dances at the end of the...

Christine Hodil and Shawkie Roth playing one of Connie's paintings

The Memory is I remember doing colors with her with my mom and my cousin at her house!  And doing colors after having Thanksgiving food with Ayumi and our families!!!

The Memory is I am so grateful that I got to dance with this sweet butterfly.  She taught me so much about being light and in the flow.  She never tired of coming to dance.  She expressed so much joy!

The Memory is Do you know Connie was an amazing vocal sound person? She studied with me for a while…. Mystical Exploration Through Voice, and Voice “Beyond Performance”. Of course she was wild, sensitive, and oh so deep and explorative. Miss her so….

The Memory is Dear Connie,Thank YOU for being a vital spirit and weaving your deep connection to Nature and Artistic Expression! You have been a long time friend of my Mom, Penny Smith through Sensory Awareness. I am a dancer and deeply inspired by Nature and Music~...

The Memory is I first met Connie in the late 1990s, at one of her Intuitive Color workshops. Her teaching spoke to me at a very deep level and the work that I did with her was truly transformative. Connie had the rare ability to allow her students' work to develop...

The Memory is Connie’s affirmations were continuous; the gentle, rhythmic nod, a soft vocal “yes”, “Mmmmhmm”, and “ah”, followed by her astute teasing-out of the color contrasts, as she revealed how they were pillars of strength and clarity for each one of us.   She...

The Memory is So many memories - Itten classes sending me into the world of color forever, sensing drawing, art trips to Lundy Lake, Zion, Bryce to paint and draw. Setting off from Woodacre in Connie's car to Utah. And having the bond of friendship for years with her,...

The Memory is Daily blessing of nature/Connie memory🙏 Unfortunately we never had the pleasure to meet Connie,  but we are deeply blessed to be living in her art nature haven Woodacre home. Every day we are blessed by a huge sacred “spirit rock” that sits...

The Memory is Remembering Connie at a jazz concert--her total absorption, attention, enjoyment.  We were both early students of Charlotte Selver's, so cousins of a sort.  Honoring the beauty that she was and the beauty that she created....

The Memory is I will always remember Connie for her creativeness in painting, sensing and integrity. I enjoyed her playfulness and often joined her in her play.

The Memory is at the traditional Woodacre 4th of July Parade down the length of Railroad Avenue. When the parade started at noon it was over 100 degrees. Connie was in her 70's. Two of us carried her Peace Banner on poles to accompany her. Undaunted by the heat, she...

The Memory is I loved Connie... we danced together at the gym many Thursdays, both smiling ear to ear... she attended many SGVCC events over the years and we always made a point to chat.  She was somewhat of a regular at the Artist Film Nights at the community center...

The Memory is Connie, a colleague of many years in the practice of Sensory Awareness, added meaning to my life through her explorations with paper forms of various colors, sizes and shapes in the many workshops she led during SAF conferences I  attended. This kinship...

The Memory is I'm so sorry I won't be able to attend the memorial. I live in a very different time zone - Spain. I'm Leon's daughter and my beautiful memories of Connie stretch back to when I was a little girl. Picnics and painting trips; laughing and just sitting....

The Memory is We purchased a pastel from Connie and she insisted on helping pick out just the right frame. She was thorough, considerate and gentle. I also ran into Connie at the Woodacre Improvement Club pool where she swam regularly. She always had a twinkle in her...

The Wild Women of Woodacre!  Connie participated for a number years. We met in Connie's studio and we did an art project. Tona Wheeler took the picture ❤