I am 28 years old and I am not a mother. This is not a default setting, a goal to be achieved in the future, the wrong time. This is an active choice I have made and have continued to make. One day I may shift to a new choice. Today is not that day. […]
I keep all of the messages in a folder in my email, and save the screenshots on my phone. Why? In case I need them in the future. So I have a record. Lettering them forced me to read them as a series. Foreign and familiar patterns reminding me of who I am, and who […]
Returning to my roots, the heartbreak journals. They’ve been in balls and bundles sitting on a shelf, and I’ve been asking myself if I should just throw them out (but never actually doing it). It seems like I’m not done working with these, doesn’t it? Exactly the same reason I started shredding them to start […]
Some places have a magic inside of them. Does a place create magic or is it the people that inhabit it? How do spaces and places attract certain people? How can we create passionate spaces? Kind spaces? Some experiences feel warm, welcoming. complete. White Rabbit Residency welcomes you in like a warm bath. Sleeping in an apple […]
You can’t control how events will change you, just that events will change you. I’ve been making work about grief, trauma and closure, but really I’ve been making work about change. Changes shock us, they rattle us. Loss is change. We don’t always know how to deal with these changes. I’ve changed through doing my […]
The ocean is powerful. It transforms anything that touches it. To allow our experiences to change us requires tremendous vulnerability Change is something that you must look for and change is something that we must accept How do you design a life that embraces flux and change without sacrificing continuity? How do you ensure you’re […]
I went to Flin Flon MB and Denare Beach SK for a week long artist retreat where I would be a guest artist and hosting a workshop. I had no idea what my next week would look like when I got there. My favourite thing about visiting new places is getting to know people who […]
I’m sorry I didn’t check in enough when it happened. I was still learning to support people. How do you record the weight a person has on a life, and the weight they have after they’re gone? How do you learn who someone is by what they left behind? In memory.
It all began with a journal. Or two journals, to be more exact. It all starts with minimalism. I love the idea of minimalism and letting go of the things you don’t use, but sometimes it doesn’t jive with making things. My sad journals. These journals hurt. They feel like a dull hollowness. They suck […]
Does anyone else look at their work from when they were younger and realize years later what you were making work about? I’ve been thinking about the ring that was donated to me for my heartbreak project and I realized that without knowing it, I’ve done work about creeping control. I used to be very […]
I made this piece a full year ago and still haven’t published this post. It has been sitting in my draft folder, sometimes with writing in it, and sometimes without. I think it’s always easier to talk about someone else’s story than to talk about your own, and if I had the right words I […]
How do you disappear in a virtual age where there are infinite places that you can be contacted on? How do you disappear when part of your career is having public social media accounts and having your contact information readily available? I’m sure I sound like a monster when the other person tells this story. […]
I have had this book for my Heartbreak Objects series for a long time. It was the first donated object I had received, and it was a heavy one. In his early 30s he had the realization that he was bisexual, and his family was not accepting of his sexual identity. His niece (who was […]
We like to pretend we can have a person forever. We are fallible creatures who grow and change, and eventually cease to exist. I was given these wedding bands as a generous contribution to my project Investigations of Heartbreak and Grief. Wedding bands are culturally one of the biggest signifiers of commitment and often that’s […]
I am 28 years old and I am not a mother. This is not a default setting, a goal to be achieved in the future, the wrong time. This is an active choice I have made and have continued to make. One day I may shift to a new choice. Today is not that day. […]
I keep all of the messages in a folder in my email, and save the screenshots on my phone. Why? In case I need them in the future. So I have a record. Lettering them forced me to read them as a series. Foreign and familiar patterns reminding me of who I am, and who […]
We got the car stuck when we stopped to take the outdoor photos. The weather had warmed up, and we sunk down a few inches. The car wheels kept spinning. A kind stranger who knows how to push a car out helped us push it out, and we were back on the road in ten […]
Play is such an important part of my art practice, and something I’ve lost touch with over the last few years in riding the wave of momentum and administrative work. Sometimes an exciting realization can come out of laying on the floor, doing material research, or putting something on your head. Don’t take yourself so […]
Returning to my roots, the heartbreak journals. They’ve been in balls and bundles sitting on a shelf, and I’ve been asking myself if I should just throw them out (but never actually doing it). It seems like I’m not done working with these, doesn’t it? Exactly the same reason I started shredding them to start […]
