Rubber Stamp Plantation

01/01/2026

Wishing you and yours a new year that treats you kindly, gently and meets you with all the strength and courage you need to sail through any challenges. Of course, lots of sweetness to tickle your hearts.❤️🌴🌺🌴❤️

06/29/2025

Episode 27 just started a few hours ago at Kīlauea Crater

Live view from Halemaʻumaʻu crater from the southern rim of the caldera [V3cam]. This camera is a pan-tilt-zoom model and the view may change depending on ac...

06/22/2025

Posca pens…40% off at Michael’s.
What should I get? I’m a newbie
❤️🌴🌺🌴❤️

06/13/2025

We had a really cool creative boy visit us today to begin his collection of rubber stamps. He’s so thrilled he’s almost vibrating with all the creative possibilities. He picked out 9. He’s 9❤️❤️❤️

05/26/2025

04/13/2025

I’m sorry to share sad news that our dear lover of life, friends, sun and the sea… and puppies(especially scotties)…Lane Pack passed away peacefully and quite unexpectedly in his sleep. He will be dearly missed. I’m sorry I haven’t written sooner, I’ve just been devastated.

Fletcher is with me, Mary, Buddy and Dixie and is adjusting well. In 2 weeks he’ll be 18 months! As one of lanes good friends said “Lane never met a stranger”.
May Lane’s memory be for a blessing.

Miami and I met Lane 32 years ago in Truth or Consequences,NM where our lives became instantly intertwined. He had Planet Pizza, and let us throw down a blanket in his parking lot where we sat on the ground peddling our little piles of carved jade we bought in the HK jade market.

Lane came to live and work with us when we had that first workshop space on Ilaniwai, in beautiful downtown Kaka’ako.

7 yrs ago, after his previous Scottie passed, he again showed up on our doorstep knowing this was his soul place and instantly created a full rich life. He seemed invincible. Be a lover in his memory and honor…nothing would make him happier❤️🌺🌴🌺❤️there is no promise of tomorrow ☀️☀️☀️

Will keep you posted re celebration of life and scattering ashes sometime in May.

UPDATE:
Sunday May 18. 4:30-6:30
Magic Island (balloons)
5:00 service
5:30 shared meal and talk story.
Bring a chair!

02/21/2025

Rubber Stamp Plantation visit us online or stop by when you’re in town! Can’t believe we’re celebrating 36 years making natural rubber stamps on sustainable wood mounts and sending our aloha All over the world. As we say…”Lucky we live Hawaii”. ❤️🌺🌴🌺❤️

11/18/2024

10 little match boxes I submitted to the annual miniature show at . Over 100 artists in this super cool exhibit. Please join us for the opening this Friday night 5:30-8 at Cedar Street Gallery. FYI it’s so worth the creative parking challenge!!!!

11/05/2024

A friend just posted this poem, 'Holding Vigil,' by Alison Luterman....speaks to this moment in time.

HOLDING VIGIL

My cousin asks if I can describe this moment,
the heaviness of it, like sitting outside
the operating room while someone you love
is in surgery and you’re on those awful plastic chairs
eating flaming Doritos from the vending machine
which is the only thing that seems appealing to you, dinner-wise,
waiting for the moment when the doctor will come out
in her scrubs and face-mask, which she’ll pull down
to tell you whether your beloved will live or not. That’s how it feels
as the hours tick by, and everyone I care about
is texting me with the same cold lump of dread in their throat
asking if I’m okay, telling me how scared they are.
I suppose in that way this is a moment of unity,
the fact that we are all waiting in the same
hospital corridor, for the same patient, who is on life support,
and we’re asking each other, Will he wake up?
Will she be herself? And we’re taking turns holding vigil,
as families do, and bringing each other coffee
from the cafeteria, and some of us think she’s gonna make it
while others are already planning what they’ll wear to the funeral,
which is also what happens at times like these,
and I tell my cousin I don’t think I can describe this moment,
heavier than plutonium, but on the other hand,
in the grand scheme of things, I mean the whole sweep
of human history, a soap bubble, because empires
are always rising and falling, and whole civilizations
die, they do, they get wiped out, this happens
all the time, it’s just a shock when it happens to your civilization,
your country, when it’s someone from your family on the respirator,
and I don’t ask her how she’s sleeping, or what she thinks about
when she wakes at three in the morning,
cause she’s got two daughters, and that’s the thing,
it’s not just us older people, forget about us, we had our day
and we burned right through it, gasoline, fast food,
cheap clothing, but right now I’m talking about the babies,
and not just the human ones, but also the turtles and owls
and white tigers, the Redwoods, the ozone layer,
the icebergs for the love of God—every single
blessed being on the face of this earth
is holding its breath in this moment,
and if you’re asking, can I describe that, Cousin,
then I’ve gotta say no, no one could describe it
we all just have to live through it,
holding each other’s hands.

10/24/2024

Unexpected treat. 5th row center for “Hadestown”. Broadway!!!