Poem: Reflections on Drinking Peach Tea While the World Burns Down

For the past few weeks, I've remained silent on the blog about what's going on in the world outside my studio. I needed time to process and sit with my feelings. Feelings of anger and sadness at the tragedies of racism and police brutality. Of anxiety and overwhelm at the sheer work that needs to … Continue reading Poem: Reflections on Drinking Peach Tea While the World Burns Down

Yearning for Something Yet Unknown: A Stream of Unconscious Longing

I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it.Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights The peepers are singing in the cool Spring air. Night has fallen like an old … Continue reading Yearning for Something Yet Unknown: A Stream of Unconscious Longing