There is an image that comes to me. It is a branching, vein, or tributary that wraps around my core.

I must be an ancient human, as my experience of creativity is often like a pattern appearing…

There is a dark, heavy thing in many of our pasts. We don’t like that it is there. It sucks.

I love to make things. I don’t love to tell the world that I made them. This is marketing.

I went to a group visual arts show last weekend. My good friend runs an organization that was…

I loved training in the Cunningham technique as a young dancer on the East Coast.

What you might experience while stretching on my Cross-Pollination sculpture is what it feels like…

My artwork has been a lifelong strategy to become someone who matters. As the youngest of six,…

This weekend we are heading to Joshua Tree to teach a workshop to veterans, guide them through…

This morning, I rolled into a ball around the arm of my husband. I wasn’t sad. I was small.

I used to trade it all for the work. From the time I was nine years old, I took my artwork very seriously.

I went to an Anniversary dinner the other night. I reflected to my good friend’s husband that…

The psychedelic experience doesn’t fix all things broken. It does allow you to see them for what they are…

Driving home just now, I saw a man driving a delivery truck. I saw a woman walking down the street.

I am 5’2”. I am a woman. I am not intimidating. What may seem like a disadvantage is actually my…

How are you suffering? How can we liberate you from that suffering?

People often assume that because I use psychedelics for my creative process and teach others…

I teach my clients how to use the creative process to support their muse in guiding their living art project.

It started one morning at the bus stop when my neighbor mentioned how addicted she was to her gym.

It has been two years since my good friend and I have been planning a friendiversary.