When I made my mother proud, I felt elated like no other. My matriarch, patriarch, and friend, was an imperfect emblem.

The scope of her love was, in a dichotomous way, measurable and immeasurable.

Measurable, in her words and actions. Long lists of prayers for God to hear, I witnessed her earnestly speak those words daily. When you conversed with her, you were in a space to be seen. She was ready to tilt into heavy territory if you needed it. Never afraid of emotion, she always welcomed the dark spaces, and without pretense, was ready to nurture you.

Where…

If you walk through the rooms of my home you will find there is much to take in. Prints, plants, keepsake boxes, old suitcases, piled up books, restored light fixtures, empty frames, and hanging tea cups. With such an array, I am in a happy place here. There are many ever-changing details, and finding enjoyment in the evolution, I have come to know I am a maximalist.

A definition of maximalism:

A design style that incorporates copious amounts of texture, color, and pattern to create a bold visual impact. more is more.

I acquired this affinity for the maximalist style from my grandparents. My…

A Creative’s Meditation

It can happen in the form of a pen + paper.

In fire.

In dance.

In stillness.

My understanding of meditation has been a very obtuse one. Here is how I thought meditation went: You are seated on the floor, your legs crossed, palms upward, eyes closed, “hummm”, zero distractions…

I can recognize its appeal, but it also sounds painful, especially considering the speed in which my thoughts come and go. My inclination to over analyze, to define such a practice as a “performance”, makes the idea seem just too much.

But meditation is not static, it does not come…

Don’t just witness it, live it.

I can’t help but repeat this like a mantra.

This whole creative and exploratory space is about stories. They are such a gift because they are a new lens through which we can view the world. So much of my story is formed from witnessing other’s perspectives, finding truths in their story that resonate with mine; I glean insight from them. The ever unique but never isolated words that make up a person’s life create bridges of resonance to those familiar and unfamiliar.

I often miss how interconnected we are, how the chance to…

There are stereotypes and discrimination that have plagued women for over a millennia.

An understatement.

There are varying levels of pain that often pass unseen, whether that be from misconceptions of “rightful place”, pressures to perform imbalanced responsibilities, or ruthless acts of violence. Women are certainly not the only demographic group to experience injustice, and like all of the others, the weight of inequality is something debilitating, sinister, abhorrent.

But, not permanent.

There have been milestones around the world of women reaching to greater heights, breaking the barriers that have formed within patriarchal societies, that trickle down to younger generations…