I have written in many types of formats – academic, informational, and fictional.
I once wrote a rhyming play about the summer reading program where I worked and performed it with a coworker and puppets to an elementary school. The kids loved it.
My portfolio can be found here.
I weave tapestries and baskets made from discarded wires and often use repurposed items and upcycled textiles in my work. I also weave belts on an inkle loom, triangles on a triangle loom, and am learning some other looms.
I offer local personalized instruction on tapestry and inkle looms for those in the Tucson area. Please contact me here if you are interested.
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The myth, or sacred truth, of AmericaIs that it is the home of the freeAnd the land of the brave.The reality is that it is a capitalist countryAnd $ is king, the monarch, or emperor,Influenced by fear in this land of the brave. We all live lies every dayBecause Capitalism does not sit well with…
Trying to find a path in the dark Stumbling and bumbling And oh so frustrated I have forgotten how to let My feet find the way
So the fun blog post I just tried to post earlier had problems. Yay for technical errors! It looked like everything was fine in the preview. And the video I loaded was less than 1 minute long. So what went wrong? I’ll try again later when I’m feeling better.
I started a new weaving project. It’s another tapestry. When I began, I thought I was going to working on a sun, but it quickly morphed into something else.
Today would have been my father’s 88th birthday, if he hadn’t died last March. I’m making a chocolate cake in his honor. Actually, my son and I are doing it together. And while my dad was a fan of all desserts, I think I remember my mom making his mom’s Devil’s Food Cake for his…
Last night after I asked my son to get into his pajamas, he called out to let me know that there was a spider in his room. I was in the middle of washing a dish, so I finished up before going to investigate.
Am I here?Am I there?Am I anywhere?Liminality is all I know these days.In between everywhere I stand.I don’t feel solid in any setting.Work. Home. Car.Librarian. Proctor. Tech intern. Chauffeur.The only solidity is rare human contact.Hugs from my son.
I used to enjoy in between times. Seek them out even. These days are a drag. A never ending drag. It is so much easier to be allowed to focus on one thing. If I could figure out a lifestyle that allowed me to homeschool my child, I would never do it the way the…
Short answer – mental health and self love Longer answer – I need to take a day off and show myself some quiet love to be a healthier person. The fact that I feel the need to justify it, is part of the problem.
Ra's Spiral Path 