Feeding thousands/ dancing the tango

I’m too old for this, but I still dance in our living room, and the worst part is that I still make my mom watch, like I’m four-and-a-half. “Mom,” I say, “watch what I learned in Argentine Tango class last week,” and I push-lean against a kitchen chair and trace my toes in sultry circlesContinueContinue reading “Feeding thousands/ dancing the tango”

This photography is stopping me dead in my tracks

The internets takes you places you didn’t think you’d end up sometimes (like this article), but today I ended up on this photographer’s site because I’m THE BIGGEST sucker for beautiful photography, and I had to cut myself off, because otherwise I’d be looking for an IV straight to my arm because holy wow, whatContinueContinue reading “This photography is stopping me dead in my tracks”

Blots of thoughts from Marytown and Detroit. A fusion of thoughts!

I went on retreat. You know I did, and I know you know I did. Honestly, team, I’m ready to burst back into life and go to the library and check out books and read them all and learn a bunch of things (and get behind at laundry) and go to the fabric store andContinueContinue reading “Blots of thoughts from Marytown and Detroit. A fusion of thoughts!”

2015 whaaaaaat. That’s what’s up.

Once I was in the basement, near the mirrors. It’s even better because I wasn’t, like, seven years old when this happened. This was, like, last year. 2014. It was the morning, Saturday morning, and I was like, “I know what time it is…INTERPRETIVE DANCE TIME.” So then I think I went with a goodContinueContinue reading “2015 whaaaaaat. That’s what’s up.”

On The Feast of St. Stephen

The day after Christmas is the Feast of St. Stephen, The very first martyr of the church. It’s recorded that, as he was sharing the news of Jesus, The crowd grew agitated and upset And rushed upon Stephen to kill him. I went to mass yesterday, so I heard the story. These words, in particular,ContinueContinue reading “On The Feast of St. Stephen”

What it’s like making handmade gifts. Expressed in gifs

First of all: Oh, wow! I’m so excited! It’s everything they love! Hahahaha, and it’s meaningful and beautiful! Score for Santa! And then you buy the supplies: Thinking, “Oh, yeah, I’ve got this. I’m the baddest.” And you’re usually like, “I used to do this all the time, and I remember it being easy (snort!!)”ContinueContinue reading “What it’s like making handmade gifts. Expressed in gifs”

Christmas Magic | Tres

Twelve Christmas facts/ things that I love Just for kix and giggles. I was working on this new painting technique for this ultra-specific wall art I’m making for somebunny special (I have one thousand brothers, and gifting individual gifts to each? It’s like I read all of the “101 Christmas Gifts he’ll LOVE” every DecemberContinueContinue reading “Christmas Magic | Tres”