Nope. Not the latest cyborg romance (is that even the correct word) ? Seriously it’s just me playing along with analog things (in my real life) and creating digital art. Tbh it’s actually not something I thought I would be interested in because I like paper. I really like paper. However, it turns out I enjoy figuring out digital paper […]
creative practice / list / memory / writing
All day
It takes all day I think it’s the piney woods in me. I start thinking about it a few days before. Imagining the side dishes. The spices. Even the weather. In my imagination, it’s about 10 degrees cooler, but hey the ac is a good bridge to reality. The day comes and I soak the peas. Or are they beans? […]
artjournaling / creative practice
collage care
this week, I’ve been very inspired by Laurie Kanye’s book, collage care. I ordered it last year or early this year and am just now taking it off the shelf. I was not sure what to expect from the book as I do not consider myself a collagist but rather a glue booker but maybe it’s all the same. so […]
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 […]
creative practice / selflove / tinyhappy
Making me
As much as I resist the colors, the scribbles and the faces just find their way here. I don’t know what I have it on my mind to make when I sit down but right now these are the things my soul speaks onto the page.
creative practice / list / tinyhappy
flowers, art, kiddos(not pictured), summer heat (felt), fake s’mores , head wraps , cold brew (and hot brew), sooo much laundry, ice cream and the Potomac under our feet. poems sleeping in the corner with dappled light and nosey cats.
list / writing
What do i know
What do i know for sure— I am here in my little studio nook. We just watched church on the Telly. I stopped watching Broadchurch. It was well-done but too sad for these times. I have need more tactile experiences these days. Lots of writing and drawing. Cutting and pasting. I am back on the coffee train. My brain needs […]
art / memory / writing
Evidence
I keep trying to write this post but everything feels to trite and preachy. I am listening to the some cello music that makes me feel so relaxed…i can’t even believe it. I just finished collecting and putting up my older journals in my archives. It felt so good to go down memory lane and see how my journaling has […]
art / selflove / writing
Showing up, a rambling of sorts
What i want to tell you is that life has been so strange these past six months. Not in a bad way. In a wonderfully hard way. Healing requires a bit of elbow grease and loads of self-compassion. Some days are better than others. Some days, I forget I was ever “sick” and then other days it hangs around my […]