GET YOURSELF A POTHOS PLANT

For all of my nature-loving, fairy-worshipping, earthly Virgo ways, I actually have a terribly un-green thumb. The opposite of green on the color wheel is red, so let us say that I have a red thumb. Any form of gardening stirs my anxiety, and I honor and respect anyone who is able to plant seeds,… Continue reading GET YOURSELF A POTHOS PLANT

FLAVIA, MY ART ANIMAL

“…No artist is pleased. [There is] no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a queer divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others” ―Martha Graham I have recently put a name to my pain, and that name is Flavia. Flavia is my inner art… Continue reading FLAVIA, MY ART ANIMAL

GEORGIA O’KEEFFE’S FEMININE FLOWERS

I came across Georgia O’Keeffe’s (1887 - 1986) paintings years ago, when I was probably just a tween; and for some reason, at the time, I did not really notice the connection between her floral paintings and female reproductive parts. I have always been a bit innocent, a bit of a late bloomer, and innocence… Continue reading GEORGIA O’KEEFFE’S FEMININE FLOWERS

DAY OF REST

I hate to say this. Because I hate when people say this, and now I’m going to say it. But I wouldn't say it if it weren’t true. I have been SO busy lately. See, doesn’t that sound obnoxious and self-important? I don’t know, I have always had a resistance to “busy” energy and people… Continue reading DAY OF REST

CHANGE OF SEASONS

I’m kind of a vampire. People who know me are always a bit surprised to learn that I actually hate Summer—I’ve been described as bubbly, quirky, goofy, etc. and I suppose my personality doesn’t exactly jive with hating Summer. To an extent, I even kind of hate Spring as well. I know it sounds awful,… Continue reading CHANGE OF SEASONS

THE INCREDIBLE DAGUERREOTYPE

I went to school for photography and learned about daguerreotypes during this time of massive and monumentally beautiful creative explosion. Daguerreotypes were one of those things that, like photography itself, just got under my skin (in a good way), and took over, forever more, holding me captive in a prison of passionate and agonizing inspiration.… Continue reading THE INCREDIBLE DAGUERREOTYPE

HOT AIR BALLOONING ON THE EDGE, PART II: THE FLIGHT

I have always been a back-stage, behind-the-scenes, supportive role kind of a person. People who know me very well, or even those who know me only superficially, might be a bit surprised by this, because I have a fairly extroverted, bubbly—one might even say bold—personality. But this goddess is the definition of multi-faceted. mul·ti·fac·et·ed /məltēˈfasədəd,ˌməltīˈfasədəd/… Continue reading HOT AIR BALLOONING ON THE EDGE, PART II: THE FLIGHT