anthem

Help me, it’s like the walls are caving in Sometimes I feel like giving up But I just can’t It isn’t in my blood Laying on the bathroom floor, feeling nothing I’m overwhelmed and insecure, give me something I could take to ease my mind slowly Just have a drink and you’ll feel better Just…

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storms pass

After what seemed like an eternity of gloom, the sun returned today and I was glad. I needed those gray days more than I can tell you in this space, but was also feeling ready for a bit of sunlight to break through. Let the rain fall when it comes. Live there, dwell in wicked…

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begin again

How are things? My things have finally completely been moved from the old and tiny townhouse to the old-but-new-to-me flip house. Remember when ‘flip’ was synonymous with ‘nightmare’? I do, it was before all those HGTV spin-offs showed us the good things about flipping and that not all flippers are scam artists. There’s not been…

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new digs

Almost completely moved in to the new place (did I mention I’m moved/moving?). There are boxes everywhere and lots of things need to be done, but I’m damn tired and doing my best. Which is all you can do, right? 2017 drained my energy and I’m running on empty. The internet trolls, the hypocrites, the…

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inktober

I set an intention for 2017 to share more of my work. Personal work, not so much the day job stuff I have to do. Graphic design is not as glamorous as one might think…(gasp!) Self -initiated work is much more gratifying somehow. It helps stretch your brain and, honestly, I often use it to…

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work weekend

August is my busiest month of the year for contract work. Nothing very creative, just nuts and bolts of book layout and such. The day job has been pretty hectic this month as well with projects I didn’t expect and pressure I really don’t need. I’m worn out, burnt out, and a feeling resentful. Working…

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an impeccable sadness

Struggling a bit lately. I need to be honest because not admitting I’m feeling wobbly means staying stuck. I’m angry with myself, overthinking, overly critical, unsure about how best to push through so I’m taking things a day at a time, sometimes half a day. I’m frustrated and tired. “Depression is an impeccable sadness.” I…

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41

Over the last two weeks my inflammation flared and I’m exhausted. Dealing with pain doesn’t make for the best birthday but I’m not letting it consume me. I was able to get a few projects done this month, in spite of myself. Planted, painted, reorganized, started reading a new book. Sometimes during a flare up…

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let the rain fall

It’s been a very stormy day, I woke up to thunder and heavy rain and was glad. I like it when the weather matches my mood. Sometimes it seems like we’re rushed through our sadness or, worse, encouraged to ignore it altogether. Isn’t it better, though, to recognize our sadness for what it is? Sadness…

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dark wings

My Father was intelligent and funny, he played guitar for us and sang. He took my sister and I on adventures through the woods to hunt for berry bushes and pick apples. He’d build a fire in the backyard and we’d make “toast on a stick” or “potatoes on a stick”…any food you can burn…

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