my current truth.

my current truth.

(sink into the couch. go ahead, nap if you want to) it’s been a rough few days over here. there is release. and exhaustion. and hormones. and tears (i swear, they are coming at all angles, all day, like a surprise guest that won’t ever leave). i’m...
moving day.

moving day.

today is moving day. i’m exhausted, at times tearful with overwhelm, but overall so relieved that the hard part is almost over. john has been doing all the hard work and it’s a tad frustrating to not be able to help as much as i usually would. i’m...
spring + yellow

spring + yellow

dear spring, you are the bees knees. i’m so happy you are here. i really am. please, if you don’t mind, stay awhile. your warmth and sunshine and color are brightening up my world. dear yellow shoes, you are still my favorite. thank you for holding up for...
everything is changing

everything is changing

(photo by the lovely and talented vivienne) my life looks drastically different than it did eight weeks ago. the deeper i lean into the quiet and the abandoned to-do list, the better i feel. there is a calmness that has stepped into my life. and people are noticing....
a little wacky

a little wacky

(more hearts for you) it’s been such a strange couple of days. i’ve been trying to finish up what seems like many new paintings but instead of getting them done, i keep tinkering away on each of them – a little here, a little there. this isn’t...
on intention

on intention

(new print. for sale –>here. i also added this new one from the last post per your request!) sometimes i can feel myself getting pulled in the wrong direction. it’s that time of year for me when everything is rush, rush, rush, promote, create, ship,...
new pixie do!

new pixie do!

it’s so funny to me that something as simple as a new haircut paired with a new dress from boden has successfully pulled me out of my week long funk. but it has. and now, i’m just feeling sassy and upbeat. i went to get a trim today but when i sat in the...
taking time…

taking time…

central park, nyc i am in that place where i feel really stripped down. new. raw. uncomfortable. strangely (or not), this is exactly how i feel when i get midway thru a painting, when it’s all yucky and not pretty – just before i push thru and it all comes...
i’m not even kidding.

i’m not even kidding.

i was a seriously nerdy kid with horrible haircuts. as you can see in almost all of these photos, i apparently had a thing for stripes. and bad perms. and awkward smiles. and i’m pretty sure i was constantly mistaken for a boy for a few years. i grew up in the...
arriving in seattle

arriving in seattle

i have no idea why i love this photo. john took it of me during our move to seattle – i love how washington’s blue skies are in the mirror of john’s sunglasses that i’m wearing, how i’m wearing his hat, my puff daddy vest (it’s cold...