A message we all need to remember.

Waiting to feel alive again, renewed, restored to the original version of myself. 

It’s not easy putting yourself out there for others to judge. But as any artist—whether a painter, dancer, writer, musician, etc.—will tell you, it’s a necessary risk you must take to get your work out into the world.

Beautiful, exquisite things. So simple, yet so evocative, taking on a life of their own and breathing meaning into everything I could never quite communicate out loud.

My wings are damp as I emerge from this cocoon. Not quite ready yet to fly. But my head is turned up, eyes to the sky, and when I am ready, in my own time, I will take flight.

There are wounded parts that follow us like a shadow, never far in the background. Parts of ourselves we’d rather not face. Parts we hope—if we don’t acknowledge them—might go away. But they will not.

I’ve been fascinated by the dream world since I was a child.

There are people who genuinely care. And that, I know, is what I must hold onto.

Don’t deny yourself. You can only be whole if you allow your whole self to be seen.

Comfy cozy time

This is the fourth painting in my CPTSD series. And it's one of the most significant.

Tonight’s full moon in Pisces is all about intuition, dreams, and emotions. It’s the perfect time for spiritual insight and to align inner feelings with outer life.

This painting is the hardest one I've done so far in my series.

My body has been trying to speak to me, but I haven’t slowed down enough to listen.

For this painting I began with circles, trying to smooth out the edges of my abandonment wound.

This little guy was hanging out on the beach in the evening. He was curious…

I long to exist in a state of flow

Even though I am a writer and writing has provided me with a great sense of relief when I need to get something out and of my head and down into some sort of coherent form, sometimes what’s in my head is too much for words. Sometimes it’s so loud and chaotic I can’t make sense of it enough to articulate it. When that happens, I paint.

There are times when it all feels heavy