a diary of words, paper and other ephemeral things

Tag: inner child

  • July Mail Club is almost closed

    found word packets, with some star confetti, just in case,

    Can be used for writing prompts (journaling, poetry, stories), also for collage elements and abstract creations to come forth. see the little poem zine I made recently to see how I utilized these ✂️ I love cutting out words!

    for my mail club goodies this month (subscribe through this Friday for this month’s mail)

    these will go in the shop at their individual price on August 1st.

    Found Word Packets
    Here is the sticker for this months mail club, it will also be available for individual purchase on August 1st.

    You also get an original artwork and letter from me 💚✂️ this tier for mail club is only $11 for international and domestic 🌟

    There is also a sticker tier for those who just want the sticker of the month, $3 gets you a spot!

    And there’s 5 spots available for personalized tarot art readings for the month ahead. You will receive a zine with your tarot reading, an abstract art piece to accompany it, and prompts, in addition to the sticker and zine of the month 💚 this is only $22, a wild value for the price!

    Any questions? Let me know 🙏🏻

    Join Mail Club

  • 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.

  • Studio updates; lots of book making

    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
  • Zine Planning for Mail Club

    This is going to be part bibliomancy zine, part creative prompt zine, and definitely pages to look at just for fun.

  • A studio update to show what I’ve been up to before and after my first market

    Shop all available art (as low as $5) and check out the care mail club membership on my ko-fi 🌟 the sticker ordered for members for the month of May is the collage about with the word now as the focal point. I love this piece and it reminds me of the importance of staying present. I am also working on a found poetry zine to enjoy, or to use as a creative prompt tool! I always include extra goodies in the shipments I send out, but care mail is generally an original artwork, a new sticker and a new zine every month. It’s my favorite offering at the moment 🌟 I should also note that Oracle art readings and collage paper packs can be found there as well.

    I appreciate you all!

    I also have 10 signed copies of my poetry book available here. You can also buy them (unsigned, and a bit cheaper) here. They are also available online at most major book retailers.

  • 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.

  • promises

    you could say

    hi pretty girl

    and i would look for who

    you’re speaking to

    certainly not this rib cage

    playing the song of

    hollow bones

    buried

    too much flesh

    bulging

    fabric too tight

    all wrong

    she’ll tell herself

    i’m  all wrong

    w a i t

    for words of kindness

    they do not come until

    aged hands from

    older me

    grasp my tiny fingers

    whispers triumphantly

    “you are not all wrong

    you are everything

    you are wonderful

    wonderful”

  • 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?