I have been working with art as a healing modality for most of my life. My art attempts to address the wound of disconnection from nature and the healing that begins to happen when we remember who we are and what our place is within the vastness of nature and the universe.
I was raised by a father who spent his entire life on a mystical journey. We lived on the road, travelling around in our old VW bus and often slept under the stars. We were pagans, feral and He was a vegan from his teens and taught my brothers, sister and I to honor and respect all living creatures. The forest and beach were my home and I often made art intuitively, using found acorns, rocks, leaves, feathers and whatever I could get my hands on. I made magic without even knowing it. At the beginning of summer, when the days grew longer and nighttime felt like being bathed in magic, I would take my shoes off and not put them back on unless absolutely necessary. Like Thich Nhat Hahn taught, my feet kissed the Earth.
This childhood may sound idyllic, and in many ways it was, but it also left me vulnerable to intense trauma. I have worked to heal these wounds for most of my life. My goal and a central purpose is to live a passionate, unguarded life where I am able to easily commune with the redwoods, meditate, play and make beautiful things. My good friends often joke that I can't make anything without making it an art project, whether it's cooking dinner, making tea, making space for friends to come over--I am captivated by making my life a living, breathing work of art. Sometimes being artful simply means noticing that the world is constantly offering up magic if we will only slow down enough to see it.
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