I got to the end of the day and was afraid I wouldn’t be able to sleep, as I was still haunted by a dream from the night before in which I sobbed helplessly while hearing a song listing the beautiful, complicated names of all the white horses that had been slain. Who would even do that, and why?
So I made this picture, and then yes, I did sleep.
I am thinking of friends who live with pain and uncertainty every day of their lives, and the courage they have just to get up and go through the day
journalling from Rosecliff
started out as a princess but ended up more like an angsty haunted doll
I want to rework this so the star isn’t so overpowering. But Annina sent me some new markers so I was excited about making a coloring book page.
no rest for worker bees on Labor Day
“I have a cow that has horns of silver
I have a cow that milks herself
I have a cow that fills the pail up
Just like the ocean fills up the seashore”
I hosted another collage party in my studio.