Finding shells, seaglass, and the occasional rare sand dollar, wrapping them around an elaborate drip castle and jumping in the water with my ankles pressed together so that I flopped down like the scene in Aquamarine. I can’t believe I was so content to let that all go…

I thought about him today.

Reflections on my journey with Eating Disorders, IBS, body image, and self-acceptance, and realizing that true well-being isn’t about me.

Why I started painting in the morning instead of at night

For all the 20 somethings and 30 somethings

What I processed in 3 minutes

Embracing the non-aesthetic and relating to others

A “situation-ship” with food

Dissociating and Heartbreak and Painting Oh My!

Thoughts on starting a business as a woman.