Muscles Of The Face

finished & framed - ready for the show at Tates ! 

Crafts & Bugs

one of the last park / pond days for a while
  beautiful little green creature - wings made of glitter - magical little being

A ((large)) project, in the works

Made With A Tiny Crochet Hook

My crafting adventures, as of yesterday--a beautiful day at the park, at the pond

Forgive & Forget

Forgive&Forget
,With The Heart Of A Lion

Everyday Is A Rebirth

Only time changes

Only time changes
a house into a home

And even then
,not even time can do these things.

from here we shall count our years based on the trees&animals

from here we shall count our years based on the trees&animals
how tall
&wise
i hope them to be
while we tell tales tall
of the years
,and moments spent
-huddled over /
on knees so young with worms
;in our palms, in the garden
we have created
of this earth

only next time i'll know what to do

only next time i'll know what to do
as well as what
not to

traditions state many superstitions

traditions state many superstitions
most of which will bring luck
)bad / good(
perception is unjust
most of the time

Documentation Of Death & Curiosity

Documentation Of Death & Curiosity

Documentation Of Death & Curiosity

Documentation Of Death & Curiosity

they can take from us ,all of that we have earned. speak to us - tales of expectations

they can take from us ,all of that we have earned. speak to us - tales of expectations & nonsense | all the same |. form boundaries too tall , options slim. and yet ;there are things they can never touch ./or know. we display these proudly &continue on.

Those I shall never know

Those I shall never know
by anything other than faded paper

not all is lost in these moves we make

not all is lost in these moves we make
if able,we take more than not/

let us stay as we are

let us stay as we are
for all the moments to come

Polaroid Scar

remember these tender times for they are the ones which bind us together

remember these tender times
for they are the ones which bind us together

a little part of what the day held

a little part of what the day held
lots of walking, time outdoors, treasures found

strong winds blew them in,

strong winds blew them in,
today i did not capture any jellies
nor did they capture me

A Broken Camera

i have for you

i have for you
,thoughts
,objects
,words,as well

from you i expect
| nothing |
&that is what i will hold
near/dear
,my darling

dangerous marine life--

dangerous marine life--
there are no mountains
,not in these parts of town..
this is the ocean pointing east
though my camera was facing the sand and toes.

i dwell in places where snow

i dwell in places where snow
&winter have no
relation to one another
,/yet long for
moments so cold
-nothing green can grow.

When neil got hit by a car

& when he got hit by a car
,nobody went to visit.

tell me of things which can never be

tell me of things which can never be
and i
-just the same-
will have many memories to make
.constructions in time
for moments in the future past.

home is where you make it ,

home is where you make it
,use what youve been given

not all longings linger as long as their markers and memories

not all longings linger as long as their markers and memories

i cannot even imagine going

i cannot even imagine going
west
to reach the waters..
this is my home,

With the passing of winter i dare not forget

with the passing of winter i dare not
forget
how i felt months prior : upon that patio -
in that chair -
-on the edge. i still remember
all of those words
you pretend never did exist-
how does it feel, ? how does it feel, ? i admit that i know how it feels ---
remember instead of forgetting

millions of minions couldnt keep me safe

millions of minions couldnt keep me safe

The Quilt Project - Redwork

A sneak peak at a work in progress for The Quilt Project which the lovely kootoyoo has organized. There's also a blog here
upon completion this shall be fllying to australia!
 I'm working off of the ferns I drew and made into stamps



There's also a flickr group with works in progress being posted, such great things are coming of this!

Everythings Which Breaks Cannot be Mended

everything which breaks cannot be mended

Those Dreams Of The Sea, Thoughts Of Away

those dreams of the sea
,thoughts of away

Like mail?
REAL mail. Snail Mail.
You know, alongside the junk mail and bills..
Whens the last time something real came in the mail?
For you - (that you didn't order off a website)
send me your physical home address and little birds with brown twine fastened into bows shall arrive with blessings & abundance
send addresses to me at: earthdaylotus@yahoo.com

I Know Better,

i know better
now
,than to trust that you'll meet me
if even half-way.

we do not touch, though we know

we do not touch, though we know

too much in the prior time have the delicate &adored falled away

too much in the prior time have the delicate
&adored fallen away.
i keep a distance,

certainly --
usually, tooclose.

Etsy Update

Etsy