Starmoth Press

a diary of words, paper and other ephemeral things

Tag: make weird art

  • I burned the little notebook, here are some souvenirs

  • 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.

  • On feeling stuck creatively

    Creativity begets creativity. If you find yourself “stuck,” find another way to get creative…lower the stakes and have fun. It clears the channel.
    “Stuck” is the framework because you’re caught in the loop of expectation and pushing. All it does is crowd you with nonsense. 

    Nothing will flow if you don’t keep the channel open. Creative play is basically inspirational housekeeping.

    My book is now available to purchase

  • 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

  • What are we making today?

    Marks, put down marks. Don’t be precious. Just put pigment on paper. Spray with water if that feels good. Smear colors together with an overused white marker. Draw lines. Scribble. Cute paste glue. More marks. Only stop when your body tells you.

  • Where I find the sacred

    Reading “Ordinary Mysticism” by Mirabai Starr

    I find the presence of the sacred hidden in my aching bones when I have to push myself a little farther past my comfort zone. I am reminded I am alive.

    I find the presence of the sacred as I walk, an obligation, yes…but also a gift. I move on familiar paths and marvel that I came together as this particular collection of cells, at least for now.

    I also feel the sacred flowing through tingling fingers as I create. It is an openness that simply keeps me moving.

    I feel the sacred in the hard moments, but also in the soft. Like asking the kids about how their day was, laying down for a daily nap because I respect this body enough to know rest is vital.

    Although I can feel imperfect on my path, ultimately I believe the sacred meets me in the trying. I am forever in a state of reaching toward the unknowable mystery: my fingers imagine grasping the hem of its cloak…but remember that not knowing is beauty too. I breathe, my chest rises. the day is promising but also cold. I have shelter and warmth and unending love, even if only for this brief moment.

    “Numinous” mini collage

    For more writing on where I meet the sacred, check out my recent essay in Fieldwren Journal: available here

    I just started it, but go grab a copy of “Ordinary Mysticism: Your Life as Sacred Ground” by Mirabai Starr. Let me know what you think.

  • Making marks

    An automatic drawing I made last night while watching Uzumaki. Mostly just tried to set time apart where I wasn’t doomscrolling. Being locked in during a snow storm has made it hard to resist the phone, especially since I can’t go for my daily walk. My legs hurt intensely. Luckily my ulcer issues have chilled out, and the medicine I am allowed to take has kept the horrid headaches at bay. I still slept a lot today. I also began knitting a hat. Still trying to work through my stash.

    Back to the drawing, into interesting because a lot of elements always seem to appear and I usually see some type of character or spirit manifest. Will probably do more of this tonight when I’m not knitting.