June 14, 2019

Let go your grievances. Let go your lust for proof. Over and over ask yourself “What am I doing here?” Trust

that you know without over thinking, what is okay. Get comfortable with your discomfort but be wise around pain.

Know that good and bad are constructs and utilis...

May 23, 2019

I need to speak out, communicate, own my voice. 

Writing has always been a passion. I was lucky  enough to have a short story published in 2013 by  Lazy Gramophone. I also used to write an artist’s blog for Run-riot.com. I found both of these opportunities hugely r...

May 23, 2019

Scattered, 

the many pieces of 

body and mind 

thought and action.  

First shattered, then 

collected up and reassembled.  

Fractured again, 

put back together with glue 

and bloody minded persistence.  

Hope, optimism and longing 

agents of determination 

acting against annihila...

May 18, 2019

Never give up - 

you taught me that; 

about how truth is 

scarier than fiction. 

When I was optimistic 

you taught me caution, 

in giving my trust 

you taught me about loss. 

For these gruesome lessons 

I will try to thank you, 

for by taking them to heart 

I might know refrain. 

May 14, 2019

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Quaking and vibrating  

in this body, mine 

giving myself permission, and  

if I just had words to capture it; 

if words were my only tool. 

And if it wasn’t you, it was love 

the earth that shook  

and the shattering cry  

we couldn’t bear to hear;  

fearing hard.  

“They s...

April 4, 2019

When there is nothing left of you  

but fading memories and a velvet bowtie, 

I wonder who that person was 

with a charm which roused my heart; 

warming it with one lung 

and cooling it with the other.  

Who gave and took back  

the giddy beat of its song, 

who parachuted in 

a...

January 31, 2019

There aren’t words. There isn’t sense to be made. There are long stretches of emptiness interjected with heaving sobs. It’s such a painful sound, not really even crying. A guttural bawl rising from the depths of the chest. I know that feeling from other times: an old s...

June 15, 2018

I've been experimenting in earthenware and porcelain clay with making more sculptural forms. I like the idea that a link in a chain can also become an object in it's own right. I'm contemplating a spectrum between wearable pieces and purely sculptural work. I'm interes...

January 11, 2018

When the the limbic system (the part of the brain that processes emotion) is overwhelmed, the part of the brain responsible for language is temporarily disabled. Interesting then that I am always striving to put into words that which seems to defy definition: these fai...

January 2, 2018

I’ve been banging on to friends about starting a new blog for at least a year. It’s been at the top of all my to-do lists, rattling around in my mind as I consider its function. Basically, I’ve been over-thinking and avoiding doing. However I have kept a journal, albei...

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