Cold days + long nights = time for art-making in my cozy studio. A few weeks ago I became delightfully obsessed with bookmaking. Creating book art from collections (paper ephemera, vintage stationary, my gelli-plate prints, estate sale finds, recyclables) I’ve amassed over the years feels great. The whole process of bookmaking is mesmerizing, from theContinue reading “ode to books”
Category Archives: art
making Mardi Gras
My favorite thing about Mardi Gras is the communal creative spirit it conjures. In New Orleans and most of South Louisiana there’s an air of frenzied energy around. It usually (for me) starts right around the beginning of the New Year and then, depending on how early or late Mardi Gras falls, builds up steamContinue reading “making Mardi Gras”
What’s old is new again
I like it!
so automatic
This post was locked away in drafts for years. Sharing the updated version now since its all still quite true. And since I’ve grown to be braver today than I was then…and because although I am slightly hesitant to share this post (its graphic and personal) I’m doing it anyway (obviously…) in hopes of inspiring somethingContinue reading “so automatic”
assistance
What can I do, what can I be?
on truth, progress, and stepping down
…feeling rather dramatic today, several sentences crafted in the ‘woe is he of little faith’ biblical tone. I found a paper with a Buddhist song about karma in the drawer of my new desk in my new office. Perhaps a sign? Seeking organic opportunities for community building and career advancement. Looking towards bright spots on theContinue reading “on truth, progress, and stepping down”
what’s going?
Updated ART OF THE BAYOU some more. Oh, how this precious project is growing! …and there’s always room for more.
on being well
sometimes we “drop the ball” sometimes nothing is helpful don’t you worry, I’m looking for that ball
attention world
part one: method Tonight, the computer brightness can’t get right for my eyes, but this house box only allows for so much activity space, so I stay. I scroll through an oldish music library and every single song reminds me of something I want to forget. I want to just download my brain, where doesContinue reading “attention world”