a shadow tilts its head at me
“under clothes, under skin,underneath we’re all the same,for when you remove the tricky tricks,only skeleton bones remain."tyler joseph guitar and flute combined with a clear, wistful irish voice ringing out of computer speakers; tall tubes of paint huddled together on my desk; the feeling of being the only one awake in the house; thus the… Continue reading only skeleton bones remain
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
sitting in my cold bedroom beneath a cold window displaying the lovely view of a cold brick wall naturally led me to go back and scroll through the light-soaked photos of this past winter vacation in the sunshine state. one particular photo caught my attention - it was of my sister’s face laced with the… Continue reading qu(art)antine
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
she was just 10 years old and she had been a wild pony for the first 9 of her life. her parents' friends had given them "The Strong-Willed Child" in an effort to tame her enormous personality. one small montessori school couldn't contain her stallion spirit and had sent her back home. she had tripped… Continue reading jul
when i saw this instagram photo of a newly-pregnant jenna joseph, i was blown away. the shadows playing across her face and the backdrop of cool-toned green foliage were the perfect compliments to her flawless golden-hour dewy peach-kissed face. out of the blue that wonderful, elusive and sporadic thing called "motivation" hit me like a… Continue reading tribute to a cream-filled-doughnut-filled girl
we were reading Gerard Manley Hopkins in literature class. his time-worn, enchanting metaphorical verses, richly ‘twined with religious and spiritual themes, is the very stuff that speaks to my soul. I was sitting at the kitchen table, elbows out, in the house of the little boys that I babysit. they had been asleep for many… Continue reading undulation
every day this week the waves have crept stealthily close to the front lines of families sitting unawares underneath umbrellas, hoping to catch amateur-beachers by surprise and wipe out their colorful and sadly unfortified establishments. seasoned families including our little tribe pile all of our belongings onto chairs and strollers, and build trenches in front… Continue reading unity
he was only 17 when he wrote this, a lonely cry to God that he recorded and produced himself in his parent's basement. over 10 years later, this song has been on 3 albums, has ended hundreds of shows, and continues to inspire and impact millions upon millions of people. just listen, and maybe it… Continue reading trees
while school has another month before it decides to hit millions of children on the back of their heads like sledgehammers, my doodles have had another occasion besides chemistry class to flourish. i had the opportunity to attend a beautiful retreat a couple of weeks ago which served to strengthen my faith and create some… Continue reading divinely inspired doodles
the flood. 