Being a parent is the same no matter how you become a mom.
Category: a new beginning
Happy. Made my bed. Thought I was cured. Thought I had it all figured out. Lined the sides of my bed with dirty laundry stacked flat. Told the person I thought was in charge I was feeling better, I was ready to wash my clothes. She gleamed, smiled wonderful. “Where’s the washer and dryer?” I […]
“Misogynistic Oppression”, that’s what I wrote on my white terry cloth arm bands with a black sharpie yesterday. It was right before we started to kick and punch the giant torso of clay Jill set up for us. This was the second to last meeting of our Parent Artist Residency, Being Human. This week’s project […]
Pen to paper, word to a page, no time left to do what I need to do. I need to do something creative today. I need to work in my studio, I need to write several papers. I make coffee, shower, spend too much time in the land of anxiety. I’m so mad at myself. […]
This morning, when I went outside to pull the garbage can from the street I heard buzzing, it sounded like a bee hive. I stopped to listen, figure out where the sound was coming from. Little flowers from the pepper tree were scattered on the ground. I sneezed. I’ve never noticed the pepper tree bloom […]
Making art, stitching, printmaking, writing coming soon!
Space: Claim, let go Closet space. A must. Dried flowers. Desk space. Private. Dank. Dresses and books. Debt. Notes and piles. A box of Miscellaneous: A hammer, clamp, spray tip for the outdoor faucet, a garden shovel, an innertube, a piece of a toilet paper bar, a screw driver, an incense burner, an exact knife, […]