


a diary of words, paper and other ephemeral things








Images from Introvert Drawing Club through Substack








Perhaps not what you would expect for your fire energy energy, but I’m a slow burn.



Contemplating the essay for this week: why do we tell ourselves our art isn’t enough? why do we shame ourselves for creating something that is valuable to ourselves but perhaps no one else? How can we transmute that feeling and show up anyways?

I haven’t been able to finish a painting for months but after a fabulous Get Messy journaling session last night, I finally broke through.

And it’s been years since I’ve been able to do that. Going to keep sharing because if my other creative practices have taught me anything, it’s that I enjoy sharing my creations. It makes me feel like a kid again.







