Today has not been a good day. If I were in a better frame of mind, I would have much to say about what I thought was a shoddy month of capturing myself. But, as it transpires, I managed to get a fair amount of imagery conjured up. I overuse the word ‘conjured.’ I need… Continue reading July’s Self-Portraits
What you are about to read is profound. Extremely fucking profound. It’s probably one of the most profound pieces of writing I’ve read in my 34 (I’m not 35 in September, you are) years. I came across it while reading Creatrix: She Who Makes by Lucy H Pearce. It’s written by a lady called Dawn Conlan-Grant. I’ve tried to… Continue reading Your Darkness Is Welcome Here
I've been feeling abysmal since early afternoon. It felt like death was waiting with his door open. That might sound like I'm overly dramatic, but for about two hours, I felt sick, so sick. I left a friend a voice message, and I broke down. I couldn't not cry. And my stomach, my god-forsaken stomach,… Continue reading A Pack To Howl With
Well met, friends. Hope you're all having a better week than me. I haven't been feeling good for a while now. It like I have the flu that can't decide if it wants to be full-on flu or not, so it's just toying with me. As a result, my concentration is buggered, and I'm not… Continue reading What Wyrd Shit Is She Up To Now?
If you're wondering why I don't post as much music here as I used to, it's because I have, along with my Sister Shaman and bandmate Meghan Wood (AKA Crown Of Asteria - check her out), a blog called A Hex On Your Head where we share music most days. Psst…between you and me, there's… Continue reading The Woods Do Not Want Us Here – New Song From Cave Mouth
I was supposed to be sharing self-portraits just from June, but ended up with some of July's in the June's Portraits folder and I'm too knackered to take them out now, so you're getting some of July's creations too. And before you scream in the comments, yes, I'm very much aware that the bone in… Continue reading June (and some of July’s) Self-Portraits
Would someone be so kind as to explain exactly where the actual fuck this past week has gone? Time is taking the piss this year. Despite this somewhat aggressive introduction, I've had a primarily superb weekend. I video messaged with a friend today without hiding my face. I went live on Instagram for the first… Continue reading The Darker, The Better – Things From The Pages Of My Notebook
Friends, hello. This week has been a beast determined to eat me from the inside out. I've been feeling weak and moody and hellishly frustrated at not being able to march forward at my usual pace. (Oh, and my stomach is still giving me grief.) I sat down today, though and gave myself a good… Continue reading What Wyrd Shit Is She Up To Now?
This isn’t as much of a beast as last week’s Things From The Pages Of My Notebook post you'll probably be relieved to know, predominantly because I’ve just given you bits from a one notebook instead of three. I hope there’s something of worth here for you to take away. What I Want To Achieve… Continue reading I Need To Do This. I Have To. I Can’t Not. – Things From The Pages Of My Notebook
For years and years and YEARS, I've been searching for a felted collar that I could feel embody the wyrd person I am and which would accompany me on my evolvement from a broken human being to a secure, courageous, spirited woman. I wanted a collar I could wear every day when I try and… Continue reading Freedom In Felt – My Filzfein Felted Collar