Make stuff, make poetry, make art. Make, make. It’s going to save you.

Make stuff, make poetry, make art. Make, make. It’s going to save you.

The best artists keep evolving, letting go of their past work.

Have you ever felt this way?

The poor anteater suffers from my trials.

I was listening to Affirmations by the Vedanta Society.

Those who know me, know how excited I have always been about growing old. I cannot stop celebrating the middle ages! But trust the anteater to throw a damper on my happiness –



Big news from me: The brown boy and I now live in Bangalore, our 5th Indian city. This is exciting, I love being able to live in and learn about different parts of India and savoring some of the local culture, not to mention the sweets!
Driving into Bangalore, we were greeted by a double rainbow…


Despite the brown boy’s love for masking tape, things have been busy and chaotic, as we went uprooting our lives and then making new rituals in new spaces.
Drawing, as always is the most grounding ritual for me – to help me really connect to a place and be in the moment.
If you’re around, don’t hesitate to hit me up!