I feel myself giving beauty away, offering myself whole-heartedly, bruised petals and all. Here is my heart. It is exploding for this world that could be so much more. Let’s put our heads together. Let’s imagine. Let’s build the worlds that will carry us far away from the place this has become.
Tag: presence
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Landscape paintings: sunset
Two watercolor paintings of sunset 
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Colorful abstract worlds
I’ve been struggling with my depression lately but anytime I spend making art helps. It’s just the process of starting…. -
Animal: A poem
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enough
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?
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Suddenly I’m writing poetry everyday
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.
A winter spell 
Speaking of feeling like a kid again…
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