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I can’t travel right now, but my art can! ♥ The Phoenix Soul: Sacred Voice Feature I am excited to announce that I am being featured in the newest release of a wonderful digital magazine called The Phoenix Soul. Amanda Fall, creator, editor, publisher and gatherer of good, […]
Heartfelt images created just for you! Hi there! Welcome to my Commission FAQ’s. I am honored to meet your creative ideas in this way. I hope that this document serves to answer some of your most important questions about the process of working with me in the […]
I have lived in a strong, beautiful, healthy body that has been photographed, studied, drawn, sculpted and appreciated. It has made art, made love, made excellent grades, danced in front of thousands of people, sang in front of thousands of people, directed thousands of people, walked, hiked, skied, […]
This is me, healed This is me, free This is my body, unchained and un-seamed —Yet that is only the part that you see… That’s nothing more than one Miracle piece… The battle, it rages It screams and it fights To get my mind thinking that “this is […]
The storm is raging. Your boat is filling with water rapidly. You are up to your neck with salty sea foam and seaweed. Rocking, creaking, crashing: the rafters are coming down around you. You watch as the horizon disappears and you sink with your boat to the […]
I am in love with you. Every single one of you. Even you and your messy self. You and your broken self. You and your lost self. You and your fat self, your wrinkly self, your bald self. You and your confused self. You and your tired self. […]
In the twilight, with a breeze that turns the rustling of leaves to chords and notes, a pulsing energy transmutes the song of the trees to a language that I understand. “Hush” and silence beckons me. I walk, light footed to the edge of a cliff and look […]