I love making things. I’ve been a maker my whole life. Whether sitting on the stoop of my childhood home weaving blades of grass into mats and stringing Chinaberry seeds into necklaces and writing stories in little construction paper books or making epic installations for a museum show, as an adult, the making has always…

I heard an owl just before sunrise. As the sky started to pink up, I saw a blue heron fly over the house. The crows shouted for breakfast as I slipped out of bed. They watch for movement through the window and start cawing before my toes hit the cold floor. Cardinals are already waiting…

 I sat and watched sparrows in the shrubs outside my veterinarian’s office today while listening to NPR. I’ll happily celebrate them. I’m pretty sure watching the birds helped lower my blood pressure this morning. Thanks little birds. No really. Thanks. Humans are really getting on my last nerve.  This is a watercolor I made a…

Trying to stop relying on misshapen, abandoned or corrupted norms. They are tangled up with nostalgia. Fiddling with the weight of my anchor and the length of my tether these days. Everything is damaged. I’m trying not to look backwards with swooning romantic eyes but I’m also trying not to settle for brokenness. I’m exploring…

Table for two. A space for conversation —and a cup of tea.  Scene from the paper Brambly Thicket house. Late last night a wave of sadness and anxiety came over me. I mistakingly read the news before bed. Ugh. There are days when the state of things are just too much to process on my own. I’ve…

When I went to change into some comfy I-plan-on-feeling-sorry-for-myself-all-day-pajamas, I accidentally knocked over my little hand mirror in the bathroom and broke it. Being the superstitious person that I am and because I’ve been a little bit obsessed with Counterspells this year, I looked up how to reverse the supposed bad luck that comes when…

This is what I do now. I spend my days making something out of nothing. I collect remnants and coax stories and conjure Counterspells and Antidotes and create talismanic fetishes. I don’t think I believe that these objects offer protection or encourage healing for others but I can say the process is good for me…

This is the time of year I wander. I am at my most impatient with humans in the spring and I prefer to spend my time poking around in the woods. I spend my days collecting detritus from the banks of the creek and the weird corners of my brain and tucking them into bowls…

I cracked open a plastic storage bin that was melted in my studio fire back in 2021. It was fused to a vintage aluminum tray I wanted to pry loose so it’s been sitting in my old chicken coop all this time. I didn’t realize some things had been encased in the plastic and survived…

I have decided to stop publishing my essays on Instagram. I am so frustrated by social media. I have put photos and essays on there for years and want to save some of them so I am making my way through the archives and I am transferring them here as I find the ones I…