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July 9, 2026

This Is 55

After My First Mountain There is nothing to do except brace myself. It’s so cold. I’m so sick of this wind. It isn’t just blowing—it howls, whistles, whooshes, then slaps the side of the… Read more
October 9, 2015

Losers freaks lost souls

Losers freaks lost souls guns guns guns, is this what’s causing my anxiety? The headline says “they are lost souls” They stole a gun, broke into a car down at… Read more
October 8, 2015

Anxiety, guns, and motherhood

The muggy weather today is unbearable, I’m yawning, sitting outside with the babies, I feel disgusting after eating a diet of PB&J, mac and cheese, and Pirates booty. The morning… Read more
October 7, 2015

I Don’t know what the right thing to do is, today I just went with my gut.

It’s 11:00AM, I should have two hours. Jack and Fiona just went down for their nap. They seemed very happy to do so! I decided to stay home today, not… Read more
October 6, 2015

Fall falling funniness

I’m embaressed. Billy is barking, I’m getting ready during a sneezing allergy attack, I have to change my pants twice I’m sneezing so much I wet my pants. Jack and… Read more
October 5, 2015

6:30 am monday, quietness surrounds me once again, thinking about moral highgrounds.

Friday I was to get started on my application for the SFAI alumni show. I cancelled plans with a friend to stay home and work on choosing paintings, taking pictures,… Read more
October 2, 2015

Questions about my art career, thoughts on motherhood.

“Bye Jack, I’m going to take Billy for her walk” I stand next to the high chair to give Jack a kiss on top of his head, he leans into… Read more
October 1, 2015

Time, babies, and painting.

6:22 AM Thursday morning. My arm stings from the steam burn I got while making my coffee half asleep. The house is still quiet, dark. It’s October, the cool air… Read more
September 30, 2015

Can you hear it?

Silence. Only the hum of the fridge and the sound of coffee filling my cup. 9:32 Wednesday morning. My little bugs are off to Early Start with Lindsay! It’s a… Read more
September 28, 2015

Anxiety, God, and painting.

I wake up, I feel rested. I hear jack and Fiona crying, “Mama” I slip on my nightgown, look at the clock, “Wow, I totally overslept, it’s 8:15, just a… Read more
September 24, 2015

A moment of weakness

I found/find myself slipping. Into that sticky yucky cotton candyness feeling. Barely hanging on, annoyed by the popes visit, annoyed by everything even myself. I can’t even stand myself. Extreme… Read more

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