Comfort

Comfort

     Growing up, my mom spent (and continues to spend) days at a time in a once single car garage now remodeled to be a pottery barn/art studio. More often than not, I was out there with her copying everything her hands could create. We'd come inside after hours and hours out there with clay cemented into our hair, paint soaked fingertips, and we wore those stains on our smocks like badges. She always encouraged me to never give people money to take art classes, because artistry was already inherently in my blood. This way, everything I did was entirely my style, entirely my own.
      This continued to be a theme in my life and year by year I discovered the kind of art I wanted to create - whether that be through writing, acrylics, watercolor, poetry, pottery, or even down to little scribble sketches.
     I began sharing my art on a separate Instagram account out of a pure desire to share and connect to a community of people around me. I found myself at a point where even though I was surrounded by artists, I felt zero sense of community within it. I needed something, anything to be proud of, anything to share, anything to shed light on subjects I felt like weren't being talked about enough, (most of which had to do with feeling all different types of emotions, if you can only believe THAT, ha!!!) I needed a creative outlet to provide a sense of purpose, even if that purpose was only meant for me.
     Since then, I've found joy in sharing little pieces of myself, even if it's just from a canvas to a screen. When it comes down to it, it's really just a silly little pastime that I've grown to love and nurture.
I've tried my best to make everything I create a bit of a conversation.
As human beings, we all feel. We feel a lot! And I always find comfort and inspiration in seeing other individuals feeling the same things that I am. There's a sense of love, of vulnerability. A community, a safe space, a conversation. This way; there's a sortof forced conversation to be had, even if it's just skimming lines of poetry or looking at a sketch. That was the goal from the start! So, here are a couple images of mine. Hopefully every week I'll add more onto the stockpile here. Thank you for reading / looking on!!

her body (a wunderkammer)

her body (a wunderkammer)

MOON

MOON

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