Lindsay Gardner is an illustrator, author, and mother of two daughters. Her watercolor and gouache illustrations have appeared in cookbooks and editorial projects, advertising campaigns, and stationery and interior design collaborations. This wide-ranging artistic sensibility makes her a gentle interrogator of the world around her. Her food art has appeared in the Cookie Advent Cookbook (Chronicle, 2016), Pies, Fries & Ice Cream (Chronicle, 2016), and The Rituals (Chronicle, 2019). You may have also seen her work in Uppercase Magazine, Architectural Digest, StyleCarrot, Decorist, Vogue, among others. Originally from Grand Rapids, Michigan, she's been fortunate to live in the beautiful and vibrant locales of Oakland and San Francisco, CA, Chicago, IL, New York, NY and Middlebury, VT.
Her first book, WHY WE COOK: Women On Food, Identity, and Connection, was published by Workman Publishing in March 2021. To see what she’s up to now, follow her on Instagram at @lindsaygardnerart.
art museums, reading, running, yoga, hiking, cooking, cookbooks, bookstores, being outside, and spending time with my family and friends. I find inspiration in lots of nooks and crannies in my life, and feel extremely lucky that my work allows me to share that inspiration.
of my cd collection. I’m all for streaming music in the rest of my life, but in the studio, my stereo and all of my well-loved case logic cd books are never out of arm’s reach.
I WILL NEVER LET GO
Some may even say sentimental. On my studio inspiration wall, I keep a leather punch bracelet from summer camp when I was eight, rocks collected from Lake Michigan’s shores (my number one favorite place), a lucky brass clover from one grandmother, and a fancy pair of scissors from my other grandmother. I have a really hard time throwing away letters and photographs.
I’M PRETTY NOSTALGIC.
On a recent trip to Georgia O’Keeffe’s pristine home and studio in Albuquerque, New Mexico.
but I’ve always been an entrepreneur at heart. Case in point: when I was 12, I worked for months to prepare my own art show, then set up shop in my parents’ dining room and invited all of their friends.
I’VE TRIED TO FIGHT IT
When I visited the miniature worlds of the Thorne Rooms at The Art Institute of Chicago with my grandmother. The first time I laid my eyes on Degas’ dancers and Monet’s water lilies in Paris at age 13. Painting in Cezanne’s hills at the foot of Mt. Saint Victoire at age 20.