Everyone says they love all of their children equally. I only have one child, but my mom friends who have multiple tell me that there is actually a favorite, and it usually changes daily. That’s a little bit how I feel about my newest original paintings - the Looking
Searching for the truth is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. Subscribed As an empath, I feel everything very deeply. It has become increasingly difficult to be on social media and watch the news, and increasingly difficult to
THE INSPIRATION Lately I have felt in a state of in between… where I was and where I'm going, who I was and who I'm becoming. It's had me feeling a little bit claustrophobic, and work I'd made earlier in the year
I became a mom in February 2019, took 4 months of parenting leave, and went back to work (at my then-corporate HR job, in a role I had started 6 weeks before giving birth) in July. For the next 8 months, I worked from home 3 days per week, and
I’ve been back from my art residency at Chateau d’Orquevaux, in the Champagne-Ardenne region of France, for almost two weeks - which is as long as I was there. It’s taken me that long to figure out what I want to say in this recap, because in
The past three months have flown by in some kind of time warp. It feels like I’ve been hibernating, with short bursts of energy pushing me outside for fresh air, art class and activities for my son, but most of my time spent at home and looking inward. Suddenly
(If you’re new here, jump to the bottom of the post to read more about this monthly recap) 1. This month, I started a 10-week Art and Learning Collaborative facilitated by artist Heather Bird Harris (“Bird”), whose work explores the throughlines between land history and ecological crises. Four of
At the beginning of February, I wrote a list of things I’d like to build into my schedule over the course of the month. They were things I’d like to be spending more time on to really be taking advantage of this season of my life (since being
1. A late night drive home from book club. Two deer standing in the woods, just off the side of the road. 2. The sun warming my back. A high pitched trill of birds chirping in a nearby tree. Drawing a cup of broccoli cheddar soup into my hands for
Last May, I took a solo trip to Chicago for the wedding of one of my friends from middle school (nothing like writing that in your mid-30s to make you feel old). I arrived early Friday morning to escape the day-to-day (which at the time was working my full-time job,
Today’s post (which is admittedly a day late because my son was home sick yesterday) is a poem inspired by a prompt in one of Beth Kempton’s online courses. The topic, to wonder at the vastness and interconnectedness of everything. Invisible Strings We live in a world of
Each Monday, I post content that is relevant to whatever is happening in my studio and life. The last Monday of each month (so today!), I’ve decided to reflect on 5 moments of everyday beauty that I noticed over the past few weeks. I’ve tried various gratitude practices,