it’s an awful feeling

it’s an awful feeling to know that you can write, but you don’t. to know that people have cried over your writing, and laughed, and felt understood for maybe the first time. to know that there’s people out there who would smile to see a blog post from the flood appearing in their inbox. it’s… Continue reading it’s an awful feeling

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black and white and black: a sketch

the rabbit’s little feet slowly slide backwards on the wood floor as she peers up at the fireplace. she’s exploring every crevice of the living room for the millionth time, but the living room is eternally interesting to this black, cup-sized ball of fur with brown eyes. she’s in the middle of a snow tube… Continue reading black and white and black: a sketch

his eyes: a sketch

i pulled a 5-year-old human outside into the dark onto the back porch. i had a feeling there would be stars, and there were. he giggled for a minute as i dragged a deck chair from beneath a tree and swept the dead leaves from it. "alright, let's lay down and look at the stars."… Continue reading his eyes: a sketch

spray-paint craters

i pose a question: have you ever stared into the flames of a campfire for an hour and suddenly are struck with the thought that your inner world is often much more real than the physical outer world? i provide an answer: i had a dream that a tidal wave washed away the boardwalk and… Continue reading spray-paint craters

the last first day

it doesn't feel like a school day as you stumble through the hallways, trying to find your classroom, even though you're smiling wider than you have in days; into strange, small, slightly-scared faces. they light up for a split second when they see your smile, as if the sun has peeped through the clouds and… Continue reading the last first day

and now he just sits in silence

weez (of caught daydreaming) wanted to write something with me, and you can only imagine how excited i was when she chose "car radio" by twenty one pilots as our prompt. the only twenty one pilots song she knew. (for now, at least;) and she came up with the coolest idea - writing from the… Continue reading and now he just sits in silence

coloring my clothing (and maybe yours, too)

i've never said this before, but if you can, read to the end. there's something really exciting waiting down there 🙂 i mentioned in my last art post that i had something special to share that deserved its own post. this is long overdue but there's a type art that i've been exploring these past… Continue reading coloring my clothing (and maybe yours, too)

a shadow tilts its head at me // collaboration

taking a piece of inspiration and seeing what it prompts different people to create is something that will never cease to fascinate me. and one of the most versatile and powerful pieces of inspiration is music. music inspires art - whether it be a poem, a painting, a drawing or even more music. and art… Continue reading a shadow tilts its head at me // collaboration