of rain and words and wanderings
Lately I have been finding and stumbling across some very neat artists with very neat things they do and I've been sharing them with friends and realized I could make a list and share them here as a sort of collage of beautiful things. David Braud's family portraits have marvelous Norman Rockwell flavor which I… Continue reading Some very neat artists and pieces of art I find interesting
Hulloooo and happy Monday! Today I have the wonderful pleasure of collaborating with the lovely Emma from Seven Billion Smiles. She started this blog with her younger sisters which to this day is one of my absolute favorites. Their drawings and poetry are gorgeous and conversations are always so refreshing. I find myself thinking back… Continue reading Bookbinder Poetry | collab with Emma from Seven Billion Smiles
Found Poem | noun Definition of found poem : a poem consisting of words found in a nonpoetic context (such as a product label) and usually broken into lines that convey a verse rhythm First Known Use of found poem: 1966 Meriam-Webster Dictionary Online
Every piece of art has a story even if it's as simple as "I was bored and drew a line and it turned into a fish" or "I needed something to send to a friend in a letter." It's one of the reasons I love art so much, and one of the reasons why I… Continue reading Small Art Things
There is something lovely about sitting in the grainy light of dusk and scribbling poetry in one's notebook, then sipping some fizzy fruit juice and tracing the gorgeous pictures in one's 1945 copy of John James Audubon's Birds of America. That was Wednesday evening. I sat and stared at empty pages, wrenching my brain to… Continue reading Found Poetry
In mid May I got the urge to read lots of books. This always comes around at the end of spring or the beginning of summer, when the trees are bursting with green, the sky is blue, and the air is filled with possibilities of things to do. (I promise that wasn’t supposed to rhyme.)… Continue reading Summer Readings | mini reviews
This week I was struggling to write a poem for a class I'm taking and so I returned to the 50 cent copy of Emma I have abused for over a year now, and this was the product. When you are looking for inspiration, where do you go?
Heyo! I am back from last week to answer your questions. From Kailey: If you could choose one word to describe yourself, what would it be? E.g. I used to always describe myself with the words “hope” or “light.” How would you describe yourself? I'm actually going to end up close to your answer, because… Continue reading 200 part 2 | the q&a
Lots of things have happened in the past two weeks. My family's toaster got hungrier than usual and ate a whole slice of bread. We turned him over to try to cause regurgitation but he only sneezed some unwanted burnt crumbs over the counter and my dad had to perform an emergency surgery. A friend… Continue reading 200
The airport floor is so patched and greasy it looks like a shot of black coffee, an eighteen-hour-built-state-of-loopy-exhaustion, and a shoulder devil named Boredom drove person after person to survive their grueling layovers by dropping their McDonalds to splat on the floor for entertainment purposes. And then proceeded to convince them that rubbing it into… Continue reading Can We Please Stop and Appreciate?
the rain-drenched writer. 