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(A fraction of my works≈in≈progress) weaving into onion bags from my day job, incorporating beads and obsessing over trying to break out of basketry, half a grieving moon, wool I bought for free from a yogi, getting cut up from smelly hem
There was a time not too long ago when art was my entire life. In my 20s, I worked as a production assistant to an artist, at a traditional craft school, and for most of my career up until a couple years ago, at a fine arts school where I received
—just dropped off a piece to be included in a super group show at @gallerythefront for their 10 year anniversary, full of past and current members. There’s 43 of us in that teeny-tiny space! I was a member in 2021 when lots of us were ma
I’ve been hearing from many friends that they’re overstimulated, and the reaction has looked like disassociation, isolation, ghosting, purging of objects, break ups, leaving jobs, moving. Sometimes all at once. I see some of these reactio
I was invited to exhibit my work in a group show next month and while I haven’t yet finalized the details of such, I was immediately smacked upside down with inspiration and creative motivation for what’s felt like the first time in a yea
Dropped off a few WLD baskets @therootsfarmmarket 🧺🧺🧺🧺🧺🧺🧺🧺🧺🧺🧺🧺🧺🧺🧺🧺 Never been? It’s the coolest. Haven’t been in a while? It’s definitely changed. 🌱 It’s where I spend my days and I’d love to see you
My therapist is also an artist. Some of my favorite sessions with her are those we talk about the creative process, why I make the things I make, which direction I’m going, backtracking and leaping forward, flow. I don’t make art 9-5 li
Don’t be fooled! We’re still in winter in Vermont. Even after spring like days this week, I skate across ice laden paths, those shaded, out of reach spots. First sight of grass through sun-worn hills, and it’s not the kind of green
It’s hard for me to believe I’ve been weaving for 10 years. This year I’m experiencing some slog in making, still moving, looks more like pacing. This is prompting reflection (wtf am I working on/towards), asking myself other kinds
You may have noticed, I’ve lost the thread in sharing all the art I’m working on here on this li’l app. It’s been intentional: showing more facets of my life. Not just something I can sell. 🤑 Something within me has been shif
happiest birthday to the goodest boy, my shadow, my bubs, my goof-troop, my luck ❣️
A year ago, I started a knitting circle when I realized I was deeply in need of in-person connection and my idea of a community—one based in creativity, care, and resilience. Vermont winters can be isolating, even living in a town; ours never q
HOW WE DOING? I haven’t been in this space lately, at least not in the way I was showing up. I’ve been tending to some health (subsequent mental health) stuff that I haven’t been sure how to share. Just know I’m going through
Visited a little corner of Maryland to round out a full year 🌾🌾🌾 (w/ the best 💛 @zachowski • thanks to @allisonszczukowski for the home away from home • we all missed you @megszczuk @aszczuk & baby B)
I am writing again. Handwritten three pages stream of conscious—instead of checking my phone or talking much to anyone or anything—when I wake up every day. We call this work Morning Pages, and I’m unsure where it’ll take me b