Alicia Hauff Studio

Folks, I’m deeply happy to share a new exhibition with you:

“Homing: Radical Re-Membering.”

This exhibition features 18 original works on canvas spanning my series work to date: native flora, songbirds, shorebirds/waterfowl, owls, day raptors, and wild ink paintings. I wrote extended labels for 6 pieces to take you for a walk around the room and feel the work. 🫶🏻

I also went on a side quest to learn how to make paper mâché to sculpt with for two new organic sculptures (a good mix of ‘this is so cool’ and ‘sh*t what am I doing) that add visual variety. I’ll share about those separately.

Finally, there will be a vitrine in the center to view my ink notebook, swatches, and lake pigments showing plant-to-shelf-stable.

🗓️ Jan. 31-July 5
📍 Starion Gallery of

There’s a slide with key dates and events, and I’ll share those as they approach!

All my creative love to you 🤗

Please email any inquiries about individual works.

A year of the raptor has taught me the disciplined love of clarity—of sight becoming vision, of sound becoming language, of being both sharp and tender.

The more artifice I sense, the more I grow a beak and talons to shred it.

The somatics of being a creature of earth are coming to the fore now.

I appreciate any thoughts, here or on the stack. I wrote this over several weeks, piecing thoughts together during kids’ activities and moments in the studio when I needed to shift.

As I wrote the last few sentences, a woman came up to me as I typed to ask if I was working or studying. I said I was working, and she complimented me on the level of my focus in a bustling community area. {I play a curated list of song in open earbuds titled “Focus.”}

Cheers. Tell me what you sense lately.

Homing: relating to an ability to return to a place or territory after traveling a distance away from it.

What if this whole time Mother Earth has been calling us in, calling us home? With every species endangered, fire, flood, drought, she’s calling us back. Back into relationship and connection.

To look us in the eye and tell us, as we choke on smoke and microplastics, spiritually starving, consuming without satiety, “you’re made of my elements and instincts, dear one.”

To re-member and re-root deep into the earth, the little earthlings we are.

She is no man-made god. If we’ve interpreted her wailing as fear and punitive judgment, the threat of being snuffed out, she wants the opposite.

She wants us home in whatever shape we are having been away for so long. Our earth bodies are like compasses, guiding us back to her.

We all hold these seeds of life, of hope. So go out and cast some, and see what grows and returns to you.

We are truly home for each other.

Welcoming original artwork into your space is no small decision. There’s much to consider: the feel of the space and how the work shapes the tone of that space, colors, textures, budget, framing, and the energy and story of the piece itself.

Whether you work with a designer/curator or an artist directly, creative people are here to help make spaces that feel like *you* and give you the energy you need.

Maybe the owls can help you focus in your study or library. Maybe a shorebird can remind you to get your feet wet and fan out on the shore. Or maybe a songbird’s tinkling can lift you up each time you see her.

Every creature out there in the wild is part of a greater story we share, and we learn from each other, shape each other. I love helping folks discover my work and hopes of sharing that shaping energy—of wonder, awe, curiosity, and connection.

It’s fun to imagine what spaces these works might live!

Available original artwork lineup!
1) Wilson’s Phalaropes wading
2) Horned Lark pair on the prairie
3) Sandhill Crane family, youngster eating a grasshopper
4) Goldeneye Duck pair chilling on the shore
5) Great Horned Owl presiding over a study
6) Burrowing Owl pair
7) White Pelican family with papa getting the kid a fish
8) Canada Geese collective (they came back from near-extirpation y’all)
9) Long Eared Owl peeping a dining area
10) Chestnut Collared Longspur warbling in the tall grass
11) Green Heron in a little alcove
12) Wilson’s Snipe pair foraging at the shore (snipes are real)
13) Boreal Owl watching over a living room
14) Screech Owl pair in a workspace
15) Wood Ducks on Leap day (ducklings jump the nest!)
16) Snowy Owl pair commanding the fireplace
17) Great Gray Owls acting like an old couple
18) American Wigeon duck says ‘just keep swimming’
19) Short Eared Owl comfortable in a library nook
20) Canvasback Ducks in a breezy kitchen

All framed in hard maple, but we can frame in alternate hardwood at no extra cost.

Reach out with any questions! All available on my website and visit the studio to view 👋🏻

It’s time to introduce our new Trade Program! 🤝🏻

As my studio practice grows and shifts, I’ve been building foundations and capacities. Every step is intentional and thoughtful.

I want to partner with other professionals who create the spaces that make us feel well, comforted, and inspired. 👋🏻

I believe in the power of art to improve wellbeing, and believe the work Matthew and I do needs to be shared more widely.

If you’re a design professional looking to work with a pretty rad husband and wife team who make beautiful work, reach out! If you’re local, I definitely want to chat over tea or coffee to get to know your needs. ☕️

My mother’s father owned a floristry business for some years, growing things from seed in his greenhouse and selling flowers to community members. I learned this only last year. 🌷

Repotting seedlings today and the realization washed over me that our ancestral gifts have a way of finding us. Ancestors have ways of reaching us through things we might not have realized we’ve been gifted with. 🌱

The need to get my hands dirty, tend to the plants, and see them thrive is a gift. The smell of the soil, squishing it in my hands to fill the pots, knowing how much water they need and nutrients, and then sharing the abundance with others is the gift.

And, the image of repotting due to growth, putting roots down, is healing and home.

This is ancestral medicine—embracing these gifts and using them to honor them and the community, including in this case the pollinator community (my grandfather was also a beekeeper). 🐝

Maybe your ancestors danced the salsa, and you’ve thought about joining a dance class. Or you’re entrepreneurial and find out your ancestors owned a store. Or you can bake exquisite things and so did your great grandmother.

What gifts have found you? What do you share with them and let flow forth to others? 🫶🏻

Follow your nudges, your instincts—your gifts are written in your heart.