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Artist Bio – Lainey’s Story

I grew up on the east coast in Wilmington Delaware and moved to California when I was seventeen to attend college.  I studied theatre, literature and film,  moved to Los Angeles to pursue an acting career, while doing plays, auditions and working temp jobs.

The Magic Bean Company was created in 1994 at my kitchen table, in a tiny studio apartment, inspired by colorful glassware, bold jewel toned candlestick holders, and vintage Italian glassware.

I began painting glassware in the evenings and on weekends developing my technique and making gifts for friends and family.  Everyone insisted I try to sell them to some local stores, so…..I brought my first hand painted candleholders in a picnic basket into local upscale boutiques having no knowledge of the retail business other than being a compulsive shopper – never studied art or business, and in presenting my work, I didn’t know the difference between a purchase order or an invoice, though from my acting background I was good at improvisation and “auditioning”, so I “cold called” stores, asked to speak to the “owner”, schlepped my picnic basket in and took orders for my hand painted candleholders.  This lead to re-orders, referrals and me jumping up and down a lot as their response was overwhelmingly positive. Soon orders and re-orders started coming in and my line started growing and taking on a life of it’s own.  I felt as if I had magic beans!

Soon everything began to flow in synchronistic ways, as I literally dreamt of colors, design patterns, textures, and inspired product ideas.  I needed an official business name as my one woman show was taking off so fast, thus The Magic Bean Company took form – moving from the kitchen table to a large bakery warehouse studio, then to a home based sunlit studio in my house in Valley Glen California looking out at a sweet giant orange tree and a lush colorful rose garden.

My handmade line has expanded to incorporate a lustrous array of items such as vintage hand painted trays from the 40s and 50s, whimsical mirror compacts with vintage images in translucent sparkling colors, a seaside collection of opulent adorned treasures, jeweled shells, lamps and much more.  My line is sold in fine craft galleries, boutiques, museum stores across the USA, Canada, Tokyo, London, Bahrain, via my group page on Facebook.

As to other work experience, I have worked in over 30 on camera commercials as an actress, Voice Over spots and online voice for PayPal demos and tutorials, Internet marketing and social media virtual assistant, sales, marketing, trade shows, display manager, retail sales and management, catering, reception, hostess, celebrity personal assistant, online virtual assistant – blog and creative content writing, social media management and advocacy, non-profit organizations key note speaker, casting assistant,  with a BA degree in theatre, literature and Film.


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Reinventing My Craft, My Art and Myself – Part 1


If you are an entrepreneur, you’re just born that way – it’s just something in our bone marrow.  I remember charging neighborhood kids a dime to watch me do an interpretive dance to “Bad Bad LeRoy Brown” in our paneled basement in the 70s.  The crazy part is they paid.

I was a loner as a kid,  I preferred one or two really good friends as opposed to lots of people to hang out with and I didn’t mind being alone ever.  Still don’t.  I liked to write in my diary,  tape photographs all over my closet walls, make quilts from pant legs.  The usual.

I had my glowing orange mushroom lamp and my rust colored shag bean bag chair, my banana yellow Tootaloop phone, an awesome scratchy record player and a tv with giant foil covered antennae.   A teenage girls sanctuary.

I remember cutting up all my pants and jeans and making a giant quilt I sewed by hand out of the pant legs.  All colors of denim and corduroy – even my tan colored “Dittos”.  Reminds me now of that quilt the bereft lover knitted in “Like Water for Chocolate” for her long lost love that unfolded for miles and miles and miles of missing him.

When my parents divorce, we moved into an apartment complex across town, more into the nitty gritty city as opposed to the lush green deadening safety of the suburbs or as we called them then, “developments,” where everyone and everything we knew carried on as usual.

I had no idea where we were, no one to hang out with and nothing to do, so I knocked on every apartment door and introduced myself.  I was 14 and my inner entrepreneur was antsy.  There were four floors, 8-10 apartments per floor and a brightly lit spacious laundry room on each floor.  I liked the laundry room, it was quiet and clean and smelled like fresh cotton.

I knocked on every apartment door one day when we settled in.  When the apartment door opened I introduced myself and asked the tenant if they had any dogs I could walk or kids I could watch.  Some of them looked startled but sort of went with it.  One of them was a mailman.  He had a huge mop of a dog named Oliver – a Sheep dog three times the size of me – the same kind of dog that was in the movie “Please Don’t Eat the Daisies”.

Oliver walked me – actually Oliver flew me like a kite.  I was a kite he  was flying as he took of romping as soon as we left the building.  I had no control whatsoever over this dog who ran like a bull out of the gate. You would think the mail man would have considered this, but Oliver was happy and I was busy trying to hang on.  Like I said I was a young bored entrepreneur, and I was just getting started……