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The unconscious is a cavern, and the artist is its sacred explorer. Art is what we return to the surface… treasures, artifacts, and talismans of our soul.
My boyfriend has bought me so many flowers through the years that I have like 10 dried flower bouquets just laying around.

Some of my favorite pages from my newest publication “Curio Shop Collages” a collection of my digital collages.
It can be downloaded for free here












“I pocket the most rundown ideas and channel them into literary incantations, propagating inner worlds & mapping out secret passages of spirit.”
Excerpt from my new post, a culmination of journal entries, collages, and poems.
Click here to read "The Library of Memories" Blog-post

More excerpts from my first hand-bound junk journal ~



Found a local store that has a mass amount of 1950s pulp fiction for cheap…. My collection is growing! Beatniks, greasers, and girl gangs galore… digging the counterculture
