Reminding myself that it's okay to slow down. To return home and find my way back to my todo list. To be gentle on myself. To let my hands make their way through my leather studio. To release and move through, by means of creation.
To take time to smell orchids and find beauty through the shaded places. --
Thanks to all of you for sticking with me through my waves of productive creation and not-so-productive isolation. My heart is grateful.
May we all be kind to our own garden 🌱
Taken after a night in the desert under a new moon. I got barely any sleep and spent a lot of time with the stars. In growing up with the dark skies of Montana, a full spread of stars always has a way of bringing me back home to myself.
All the leather I use is harvested and cleaned by myself, or my family, in Montana. Final products are handcrafted at my home studio in San Diego.
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unbreakable.
My shoulder
blades shake
when I think of
white windmills,
sailing stiff
on purpose.
How do I spin
strongly through
the wind and
still stay soft?
Last week I travelled to Montana for opening weekend of hunting season. The wild sage on our hunting grounds extends to the far reaches of our land, and it's smell welcomes me home every time. This latest return to my homeland inspired me to change the name of the art I've so lovingly created.
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