We painted our floor navy blue and stayed with friends while it dried

Sitting with my honey over tea and coffee.  We’ll go home and put the furniture back when we’re done. He’s writing and I’m doing this.  Feeling grateful for seasons of transition and growth.  

 work in progress  

work in progress  

Making art about finding a comfortable enough place in the dissonance.  I had a dream that showed me how I don’t make space for the ugly in my worldview.  I think a lot about how it can/ought to be and forget my humanness in the process.  I’m claiming my mess and need for grace.  I’ll do this in color, pattern, and texture, with the hope of one day internalizing that playful peace into my everydays.