Tag: motherhood

Yesterday I got a shot of fresh depression. I was tired in the morning, but I went to yoga after drop off, and felt like I could have a productive, healthy day. I decided to print out all the e-mails I’ve sent the school District. I am starting my IEP file for Fiona. When I […]

The Final Stage, the last segment, the final chapter, I don’t know what to call it, but a few decisions I’ve made in the past two months, the first one, transitioning to Veganism, and the other decision that I finalized today, to send our kids to our local homeschool, (it’s called our homeschool, but it’s […]

Friday was a good day. I wrapped up my idea for my new book. It was intense, difficult, challenging. This book took a lot of work to get to this stage. I almost gave up on writing a chapter book, But I broke through this morning and figured out the flow I want. Now 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 […]

I realized today my soft sculptures need to be quilted, at least the purple one, which is Jacks. I wish I never noticed it, but now that I have the stitching looks unfinished. I also need to fix the glitter somehow so its not falling everywhere. Troubles, troubles, everything’s a mess or really hard work. […]

Yesterday, in our “Being Human” residency we delved into the subject of “Confiscation”. I brought my butterfly yard decoration that I was afraid would poke out Jack and Fiona’s eyes and attempted to recreate one that was safe. I wrapped string and used felt. We didn’t finish them yet. I have a new idea I […]