creative practice / photography / selflove

The daily flower

It’s always a pleasure to remix older bouquets. I think we’ve had these for close to a month. I just trimmed them and put them in a new container. The garden flowers are coming in but they seem so fragile -cosmos and roses. Or maybe I’m being precious because they are mine in a way these aren’t. I love seeing […]

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for the ancestors

for you made this world possible. for you sowed it from scratched. for you made it from ancient into new. all that is stolen never regained but alchemized by you. you are not forgotten. I honor your world making. I honor your “imposing beauty” into an inhospitable and inhumane situation forced upon you. you have always been beautiful…we will always […]

self compassion / selflove / tinyhappy / writing


I have been writing more these days but not online or even on a devices. just in a notebook. multiple notebooks. some of the things I really enjoy and would like to explore and maybe will transfer it to a document and make it official or not. sometimes I think that just the act of writing and showing up is […]

creative practice / list


More flowers And poems And little altars Grief And joy Under the sugar gums Feels like a landing A clearing Prayer Asking—- What will bloom from Here

memory / writing


Maybe the whole point is to return Not to the person of before But to the joy Underneath it all that Connects me tenderly To my own insides

creative practice / memory

Trees I have loved

Sometimes it’s a memory that puts you back in the frame of mind to receive The goodness and give thanks that it has found you again. Drawing imaginary worlds from real Hearts is beautiful Prayer.

creative practice / memory / self compassion

It’s been what it has been

I’ve been watching the sky, again. Picking slugs off greens Trying and failing to not judge People’s opinions, actions, dogs or lack there of. This morning I picked a line of carefully chewed bark off the steps… Gifts from the toddler Almost Caught in the rain But the wind reminded me of home And my grandmother and the storm bloc […]

Personal - null / self compassion / writing

The weather (random unedited thoughts)

Is weird again. And it feels strange to be commenting on it in such times but maybe watching the sky makes sense,in a way. There are times when I feel cloudy with thoughts and worry and I turn my eyes towards the sky or down to the dirt and watch an ant. I think thoughts and lament things but I […]

creative practice / selflove

Making and loving

So I have been playing around. With no expectation or goal. Just joy. And it works for me. I think no matter what I want my work to feel joyful like visual lemonade to my soul. Yes there are parts that may read like flavored cod live oil (my version of a bad drink) but let it mostly read like […]