This will be short, a letter to the Artist inside us all but especially to me, and the Artist that I’ve been afraid to become. I’ve been thinking. I’m electrified with the current state of affairs, I know how lucky I am to have space even a few hours every day to make art. I’ve […]
{on feeling the crazies and hoping, still}
some days just are. crazy that is, when you wonder how to catch your breath. and realize in a shocking moment that you may not be taking in h20. and yet miraculously you’re still alive. panic, dread and fear threaten to consume. some internal, perfectionist voice screaming: this can’t be right? how can parenting be so hard? […]
I Sold My Soul to Work: A response to Blackhawk’s sermon “Success”
One of the strongest messages I received from my father was don’t be a slacker. Fairly regularly he communicated to me that he was fearful that I just might be one. It was subtle, but I got the message that I needed to work harder. He was always pushing. He was very driven. I thought being driven […]
