chunky goodness. In this ensemble , I am using a sojourner a5 traveler and a Midori md cotton journal. TBH, I always have several journals going but this is my journal journal. lots of photos of my family and thoughts about my life and this world we are living in. I started making tabs. or rather scraps after falling down […]
things I am remembering
things I am remembering— water is healing so are the trees the light is brilliant this time of year walking is medicine, too
art journal flip <1>
a flip through of one of my in-process art journals
filling the well
Making art depends upon noticing things — things about yourself, your methods, your subject matter. Sooner or later, for instance, every visual artist notices the relationship of the line to the picture’s edge. Before that moment the relationship does not exist; afterwards it’s impossible to imagine it not existing. And from that moment on every new line talks back and […]
coffee and jam
My sleep has been all over the place. so I quit coffee yet again. we went to the aquarium because my oldest is turning five And I drunk a doctored cup of spicy hot chocolate to help with the (post) Coffee crud Now all i want to do is slow things down and touch the small slices of jam between […]
good for my soul.
I recently counted my art journals. well, the ones I could find and discovered I had completed about 20 or so. that is so crazy to me. TBH, I have been awful at photographing and flipping through them but hopefully, I will improve on that front soon. seeing these stacks reminded me how far I have come and that this […]
learning
You can learn So much from The messy edges Don’t run from them Embrace them Let them live in the small Wind of your stomach Braiding you Back to your Ancestors Alive
the truth
I swore I would tell the truth. even if it’s hard. especially if it’s hard. so here it is… I was depressed. Anxious Sad. On. Edge. But also so happy. Overwhelmed with possibility but dragging in agency. I didn’t know it. I didn’t know that closing down and running away was just my way of coping. Am I better?…healed. I […]
hello
I am picking this up again. I have no noble reason. it just feels right. I miss this as a creative outlet. it feels like I’ve sorta fallen off the face of the earth but not really. I’ve just fallen more into my life, the place I belong. I have had some hard questions to wrestle through. […]
art ramblings and voice
this evening, i finally made it to my studio. i am not painting much (or at all) these days. i don’t know why. i find myself mostly drawn to collage, markers and writing. it seems simple and i hope sustainable. so, i culled my working notebooks even more. i feel almost notebook naked working with just a handful of notebooks. […]