Sifting archives

Notes.

Somewhere along 17.

Good morning.

Mapping pain || my hand, string. 2024

Mapping pain || clay, thread, paper. 2024

I can relate. Christmas morning around 3am in 2020 we lost power. It had snowed that week & then temps rose to 70s. The ground was over saturated & we had crazy winds that night. We woke to find our 80ft Norwegian Spruce uprooted at the end of our driveway, among others. I was so devastated.

A collection of images I made in late 2024 as part of an exercise in mapping pain.

It’s National Handwriting Day!

Asemic writing is a wordless open way of writing. I learned of this practice a few months ago and it wildly opened the floodgates when I find myself staring at a blank page. I have fallen in love with this as part of my daily art practice!

Scrolling through my phone archives. Forgot about these cut-out poems I made for a prompt in a class a few years ago. Might be a fun exercise to play with again. Anyone else ever do these?

To be held.

To hold.

Up & Down/Down & Up || India ink on mixed media paper.

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Unmapping (the/my) mind || India ink on mixed media paper.

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