What I am now Is not what I was Who I am now Is not who I once was The Girl who hung her head in shame and Dared not tell others she Sees the dead and collects tarot cards and owl figurines The girl … Continue readingI am that: I am.
So I made a new video for some new art, and a video: Here I have made some new abstract circles in my visual journal. I am pleased with the finished product, although once again it was not what I was I was hoping … Continue readingMaking Abstract Circles
Been a bit quiet, sorry about that. I should though, tell you why it is that I’ve been so absent from blogging. The past two years were the hardest I have ever been through. No one prepares you for how difficult life can be, especially … Continue readingAnnouncement & New Follow Along Video Up!
So it has come to that time of year, when we all choose to reinvent ourselves and change things, we create resolutions and all that good stuff. I’ve never been inclined to create resolutions, but I do enjoy looking back at the past year, and … Continue readingMy Year in Review
So here’s a new painting I just finished working on: This one is called, “There she goes”. You can purchase her if you like. Simply go to my contact me page and send me an email. Oh and here’s some new jewelry I’ve got … Continue readingThere she goes
There came a time when I had to learn. I had to learn this lesson quite so challenging as it were. I had to learn to let go. I never really had learned this, really. Being the typical Sagittarius with a Taurus moon, I do … Continue readingWinter is gone
She tried to fuck the pain away. The girl, now a woman, feels like she’s still 19…and tried everything to get over him. She tried to forget the pain away. He left. He left her, as Bob Dylan sings, “standing at the doorway crying”. He was … Continue readingWhen Malificent Learned to Heal
To be honest, I blamed myself. I chase. I text. It’s my fault. I’m driving him away. I guess I was so lonely I forgot my own worth. In between lovers I am reminded of how good it is to be alone; to have all … Continue readingMaybe I’m Just Too Much Woman
We all have plaster of Paris on some part of our life In some place within us, there’s a bone that was broken A promise not made Or not fulfilled Each of us has plaster of Paris slathered somewhere Painted over with hopes … Continue readingPlaster of Paris
At the spur of the moment, my friend Lauren invited me to Salem. It’s fun living in my part of the world, because we live quite close to many major cities. Anyway, since I enjoy photography a little bit, here’s a bit of our trip … Continue readingSpur of the Moment