it’s hilarious, isn’t it it is, to me the idea that i think i know something, think i know myself think i know period. example i thought i knew how to be and i did for a brief moment that moment being the moment i experienced myself fully and not a moment after just that […]

i want a drawing tablet. the end. lol. just thinking about creating and drawing on something electronic, completely free to try different techniques, tools, etc. sounds interesting and fun to me. getting funky with all kinds of colors, being able to erase things with a click, experiment with something completely new with a click, all […]

at a family gathering, someone asked me, so what do you eat? how do you stay in shape? it kind of surprised me, because i have not really been paying attention to these things. but i know that i’ve maintained a fairly healthy weight and muscle tone with very minimal effort. like none, really. my […]

for a very long time, since some time in high school, which is about when i was… 14 years old, i decided that i would only wear skinny jeans. i resigned myself to this decision when i came to terms with the fact that i would never fit a relaxed pair of jeans properly aka […]

i would like to start writing again. i would like to write more consistently. i would like to write. period. i think it really boils down to that. it’s so interesting how my mind takes something and warps it into something else, something not as fun, not as easy, not as natural. but it’s even […]

Lately, I’ve been emotional. Like crying a lot. There’s nothing specific that I’m crying about again and again. I’m just crying when I feel things. And honestly, I am super loving it. I spent all of my high school through college through young adult years through my 20’s martyring myself –  without knowing it, as […]

Sweet liberation. I have a confession. It’s something I’ve been sitting for half my life – I’m 32 now. If you do the math, it started when I was in high school, sophomore-ish. I wanted to be seen, desired, liked. No, that’s not the confession. I would do things that would make me look a […]

My art is me. My art is my way of being.  My way of being is my art.  It has nothing to do with sharing anything with anyone.  I say that because I felt like I needed to,  in order to validate and honor my art,  to give it a voice,  a purpose,  a direction. […]

A typical conversation with Soul, my partner, not my actual soul lol is sprinkled generously with: ya ass fucken bitttch shut the f up get the f out of here f you etc etc etc. Basically a bunch of profanity with a sprinkle of actual meaning and content. To me, I look at this and […]