The half-cursive lettering just flows off of the page, like a quickly moving story through time. This was indeed a basic and beautiful time for me; a period of vital self-discovery while I focused solely on my humble home and young child. But what was also revealed to me is how truly lonely and ill-prepared in life I felt at the time. Financial woes, weight insecurities and constantly feeling upset with my husband and annoyed with my friends and sister. Persistent struggles with insomnia. And always the longing for a second child.
But to choose only one side of myself to share? I’d lose myself, atleast half of myself, along the way. And when you write against your heart and when you share yourself disingenuously, it’s so obvious and such a turn off
I have so many awesome things going on right now where do I begin? So I’ve been playing with succulents. And by “playing” I mean watering them,… Read more “Projects”
This is my one year mark. I was born a creative soul. It’s hard to describe the purpose that being creative has to the dreamers and artists… Read more “Planting Seeds”
It’s true that most of my friends and family are watching my children grow up from this tiny illuminated rectangle in their hands. In some ways this… Read more “Bringing Back The Village”