Making Things in the Margins
It's usually after 6 or 7pm when I sit down in my studio. Josh is in the den, the house is quiet, and I'm already calculating how much I have left. Some evenings the clay absorbs me until 11pm. Some evenings the couch gets me first. Both of those evenings are part of the same story — and so is the endometriosis that shapes all of it.
The Power of Being Present
In the rush of market prep and growing to-do lists, it’s easy to fall into a constant cycle of planning ahead and hustling harder. But this season, I’m feeling a quiet call to do something different—to slow down, to breathe, and to be fully present. Inspired by a simple phrase from my college retreat days—“Don’t anticipate. Participate.”—I’m learning (again) that the most meaningful moments in both life and art don’t come from control or planning… but from presence.
6 Lessons I Am Still Learning About Loving Myself Better
I'm left-handed, and for years I kept bumping my elbow into the person next to me at the dinner table. Eventually someone told me I was allowed to just move over. I think about that a lot. This post is about six things I'm slowly, imperfectly learning — about taking up space, failing, asking for help, and showing up for the people I love.