creative practice / writing

earth light

the clay right here feels unmovable but it changes and becomes loamy and soft under my feet as I walk to the rosebush and listen closely to her soft morning prayer. today the crows are flying overhead towards the tallest elm tree in the neighborhood . it’s close to trash day and that always brings the birds back. they are […]

art / creative practice

flowers, more

mid-winter moody sunshine an eight dollar arrangement. I just put it in a bit of water but I am really just going to dry them (the flowers) for play. it’s the gift that keeps giving.

art / creative practice

rekindling: a flower story

sometimes, it’s just a little spark a glimmer of memory that opens the world inside of you to yourself and you remember your own sweetness like a swan swimming towards her soulmate legs kicking water you, too have returned to Love.