a diary of words, paper and other ephemeral things

Tag: Gratitude

  • new collages and the desire to birth an art book

    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.

  • Synchronicities

    I tear up a lot of old artwork to transmute the energy into new work. This little scrap was laying on my chair to find. This is the back of it, on the front it’sa piece that was obviously glued over with something else. But when I ripped it from its original substrate, this is what was there. It became lost, only found right when it was meant to.

  • Let us remember

    The world demands

    So much from us

    Attention

    Time

    Energy

    Love

    Devotion

    May we never forget we are here

    to experience

    every mundane moment

    May we show reverence to

    this life

    for the blessing it is

    May we remember this

    when ache weighs heavy

    in our soul

  • left behind: a poem

    not just debris

    from the storm

    fallen twigs and

    forgotten string

    small dwelling

    for growing

    found the ground

    from its

    sky-kissed perch

    oh, to scoop it up

    to hold this proof

    to dampen the structure

    with saltwater tears

    We are luckily safe after Fridays’ storms but there is damage throughout town.

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  • Two collages and a haiku

    opportunistic

    robin plays bath splashing in

    puddles of fresh rain

  • Angst

    I know you’re upset

    But here

    I carved a space

    In my heart

    Meet me there 

    We’ll have tea

    Not too strong 

    So we can still 

    go to bed early

    We’ll talk about the 

    meaning of 

    Our matching fingerprints

    You scribble tears on your face

    With blue crayon

    They fall, rain from your cheeks

    Splash into your cup

    Allow me to drink it for you

    It’s been long enough

    You don’t have to do this alone

    “Wolf turn”

    Episode five of the podcast Living Practice is live 💕 catch it here or find it on your favorite podcast platform.

  • 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?

  • New this week

    The Tarot Diaries segment on the four of cups is now live. Swipe through the photos for previews of what I dive into 💚

    Read more at Contemplative Creativity

    Below is my sticker design for Care Mail Club. Sign ups are $11 to receive a sticker, zine and original artwork…and sometimes extra goodies 😜 check it out on my ko-fi.

    The sticker shone below was from last month’s club mail. it’s available for $3 on ko-fi.

    The zine I made for The Glitch Witch’s zine quest
    My book is now available for purchase here on Ingram Spark, or you can find it (and the ebook version) on Amazon and B&N.
  • I see it in the pieces and in the whole

    I made this new insert for my travelers notebook from old sketchbook pages
    It feels strange to be working in this cover but on a different type of paper. But I am enjoying the playfulness
    When I look at them completed I don’t recognize where I made certain decisions. And new information comes forward from the wholeness of the piece