November 2019 Meeting

We met for a few hours yesterday. It was just three of us, which happens often but it was good to catch up. There was tea, there were masala peanuts, coconut barfis, a singular shared orange, Noah and catch up time. There was conversation around the mechanics of creating and holding “safe space”: What does…

Found words: Poetry from the news

I am listening as I write this, expanding, willing to life. Time, offering her space, shows what’s important but I am guilty of platitudes and cover downs.The effort to mirror with respect is the sensitivity of art, to perceive the world through layered ways, to balance relevance and wonder, in recognized resilient realising.Disappear to find…

Black Marker Expulsions

I don’t have too much to say for these sketches, except they are a form of catharsis. This particular type of black marker thing seems to ‘happen’ when I can’t find a way to express myself in the way that I’d like to in words. I’ve learned to stop and take a moment. These are…

Mindscapes

Often, words feel inadequate, or too conclusive, to express the range and depth of my emotional landscapes. I suppose that’s why the dark horse is nameless. Life right now feels like coming awake from a bad dream and realizing it was all a terrible joke I played on myself. There’s been a lot to process and I need to make use of every possible technique in my expanding toolkit in order to hold a clear enough view to make it through a day.