A lot of the times when I’m making art, I feel like I don’t have any ideas and the vault just has flies coming out of it. I feel uninspired, no fire in my belly, no grand vision that is bursting at the seams to get out onto the page. I overthink what medium to use, where to go, what direction to turn in. I don’t even have a hunch of what to make! I used to allow this space of no ideas to make me feel really insecure and scared. Scared that I’m not creative enough to come up w

I often notice that people want space. They crave it. I know personally that I need it. But, it’s not always that easy or simple. Sometimes creating space can feel like a chore. On top of that, it can be a scary state to enter. It’s so easy in our modern day to distract. To run, to hide, to pretend, to avoid. It’s glamorized in some ways. Distractions and numbing experiences beckon like a beautiful siren on a cozy warm rock. But we all know death follows the siren’s call. In

I used to push joy off into the future. I used to look at it as some far away thing that I would acquire once I finished the degree, got the recurring income, got the dream apartment, got the brand deal, etc. I think many people do this, no? It’s so easy. It’s so easy to be unsatisfied with what you have when we are constantly being shown something flashy, a new consumer trend, the latest “it” thing.. even if that’s on a super cute and indie space like Pinterest. Sometimes th

i am beginning to fall in love; and for the first time ever it is not with another human. i am unraveling my journey slowly. it's in the moments so small you'd think they were nothing. a mere whisper of a movement. a slight shift in the frequency underneath the action i choose. that's all it is... for a moment. for the moment that i choose, that's all it is; but after? it is much more than just a choice. it's a commitment, a remembering, an outreached hand to my version of th

Something I really love that I did this year was make a summer bag. What's a summer bag? It's the ultimate tote that carries your juiciest summer dream. For example: I have this desire to travel central Europe with a bag of few essentials: a bikini, a carton of cigarettes, a journal, a pen, a book, sunglasses, wallet, headphones, iPod, my camera, a crystal pouch, hand lotion, sunscreen, and perfume. That's it. The rest I will pick up along the way. I always imagine that trip