Starmoth Press

a diary of words, paper and other ephemeral things

Tag: embodiment

  • new collages and the desire to birth an art book

    Collages on watercolor paper. A new wave of inspiration.

    I’m curious if any other artists have experience with creating a book of their art. I’ve found myself enamored by art books lately and would really love to get something printed but am unsure of where to start.

    Regardless, it feels good to make art. These are from last night. Thanks to this process, I feel ready for my day today.

    Some of these collages will be going to mail club members. Sign up here. It’s $11 a month, you receive a zine, a sticker, and an original artwork. Here is the sticker design for this month:

    Episode 11 of my podcast Living Practice is live here. It can also be found on Apple Podcasts and Spotify.

    Book a tarot art and zine reading Here.

  • Studio updates; lots of book making

    These are all the pages I’ve done so far in my small fruits journal 📔
    The illustration I made during a recent episode of Living Practice
    A fun doodle I did while learning a bit about human design from the gracepilled podcast
    Spiders have been showing up for me a lot lately so I made this spread
    I also made this weird spread
    I made this awesome hand stitched junk journal with ephemera pack. It’s still for sale. Buy it here

  • Seven of Swords

    Read the essay here

  • water me

    threads of being 

    curl through every cell

    of this body

    arms   chest    heart

    opening like a flower

    crying nectar at the 

         sunrise

    penetration of light

    both

         pleasure and

              pain

  • will you accept this payment

    tended the garden of this mind

    brains weren’t  extraordinary

    I cling to the title:

    gifted

    press the label onto my shirt

    hand lingers above my breast

    delusion

    the tag tied round my toe in the morgue

    it’s all I ever was…until, you know

    I wasn‘t

    plummeting grades, marks don’t matter

    blackout nights, herded by strangers

    bra stuffed with money

    and tear-stained fights

    this body became

    the sacrifice;

    payment on the altar of

    expectation

    color me surprised

    you roll your eyes

    not impressed

    tell me this

    is it enough yet?

  • The Tarot Diaries: Temperance

    Read the essay

  • self-inquiry with paper

    what works? what doesn’t work? what’s necessary? what feels like a boulder?

  • The tarot diaries: ace of pentacles

    My collage for the ace of pentacles

    Read the essay here

    this week’s edition of The Tarot Diaries is now available. We’re talking about the ace of pentacles, how the hand is offering you the pentacle just as Morpheus offered Neo the red pill out of the matrix, about analog practice, about cooking and the moments that make sobriety and presence worth it.

  • The body is sacred: a poem


    There may be meaning to taking quick steps; walking in circles; making loops again and again.
    Our cells beg, they want acts of devotion radical care for the complex systems which make up a body.
    Our brain may resist, asking for stimulation, crying for satisfaction.
    For so long, you caved.
    Now you see light at the end of the tunnel. You know wisdom comes from your chest…your beating heart…your pumping blood. It’s drumbeat that sounds the call of your soul; you’re never-ending vibration.