Getting my sun (and arts) fix on a quiet afternoon.
There is a visual arts-shaped hole in my heart.
Even in your dénouement, you are still beginning.
A series of thoughts on superhero movies, life and the universe. A little bit of truth.
A hot soaking tub? Sign me up!
We decide the shape of our joy. Happy birthday, Ma!
The only way out is through.
This is me rediscovering potatoes.
Nature, art, and healing. I’ll be back some day!