Cleaning House – Well, Part of the House

I am only posting that picture in order to shame myself into organizing (cleaning) my sewing room, a/k/a studio. I have a problem with the word studio. It sounds like I’m a productive artist person – which tickles my guilt bone – because I SHOULD BE A PRODUCTIVE ARTIST PERSON and instead I am a…

Just Being Here Now

Being where I am, and not being where I’m not – that’s my recipe for living. You could call it mindfulness, total meditation or Zen. Whatever you call it, for me it is the only way I can function. And it isn’t easy, paying attention. It doesn’t matter whether I’m depressed, angry, ecstatically happy or…

Rise Up

What the FUCK is going on with this country? When did our society start to implode? Right now, we have hit critical mass. There is no going back, only forward. I’ve been asking myself since 1991 what has happened to the decent country I grew up in. When did it become okay to trash talk…