Call it a mermaid, I guess. Squishing around acrylics and inks, for some pleasingly blobby and bubbly effects.

I spent the day with a group of good and dear friends that I haven’t been with in person since the start of the pandemic, doing a Restorative Justice workshop. Came home tired and unsettled. This reflects my feeling of being lovingly held as I faced my own shortcomings and learned tools for doing important community work.

precarious plantling