Hexagon halloween quilt in progress! I haven’t posted any photos lately because I’ve had strange hours getting cross-trained at work and between that I’ve been prepping for an upcoming art show.
This is more of a personal project; here’s some of the progress. I like english paper piecing as a technique because it allows me to work in sections and I can do one seam at a time if I want; it works perfectly with my schedule because I only need to find an extra 10 minutes here and there to chip away at it; It’s really going to be a year-long project. I started it last October and I expect to be finished by this October; this has been my first attempt at english paper piecing, I think it’s a beautiful technique but as far as hand-sewing, it’s labor intensive and time consuming so I can see why this is hardly a popular quilting technique
my sister and I met a polydactyl cat today and I got to pet his extra large paws; I never thought I’d see such large paws IRL
When I go on photo hikes, I go alone. Sometimes when I’m hiking with friends and family, they assure me that it’s okay for me to take pictures as I normally do, but I don’t think they know what they are asking for. I take it to mean they are okay with me taking a photo here and there while still maintaining a steady pace, not that they’re okay with me walking 1 mile an hour (or less), investigating every rotting log, every rock, and whispering words of encouragement to every mushroom and chipmunk I see.
My photo hikes are deeply personal. It is an opportunity to strip away the identity I’ve given myself, to forget my body, to stop existing as a single unit and merge with my surroundings. It is not just looking for organisms to photograph – it’s feeling the energy of life in the air, the sound of insects buzzing between trees, the smell of moist soil and decomposing leaves. I can lose myself forever in a single log, and nothing matters except that log and the microecosystem it contains.
That is why this blog (and all that branches from it) is so important to me. I would absolutely be a witchy hermit of the woods, hoarding all the joy and contentment that the forest provides me, if it weren’t for this blog. Thank you for your enthusiasm for the content I share, for appreciating the experiences I bring back with me from my jaunts through the forest.
i really want to swim soon. not in the ocean (too cold) but in a swimming pool
Sometimes I frolic in the forest with other humans and they take sneaky pictures of me taking pictures. Here is a compilation from 2017, which also nicely shows the places I was lucky to visit throughout the year (top to bottom: carnivorous plan garden in Wilmington, NC; literally chasing crabs and squeeing in Carolina Beach State Park, NC; some park outside of Raleigh, NC, that I didn’t like that much but found some lichen anyway; avoiding resort culture on Marco Island, FL, and photographing a living conch).
I have a group art show coming up in Los Angeles…if we’re mutuals hmu for an invite!
yesterday I spent time with a friend and his painting professor and they started talking about movies I hadn’t seen and the professor (who I had just met) told me I would enjoy the movie if I appreciated mushroom imagery. And he asked me if that was something I thought I’d enjoy and like, the shroomy section of my brain immediately ignited and was ready to info-dump…but then my mouth was like “…yeah I guess I do like mushroom imagery”…which is the understatement of the year. I encounter these scenarios a lot IRL where I’m like…fuck how much do I reveal without scaring people? because they’re not prepared for my mushroom obsession and I don’t want to put it all out there if they’re not willing to participate in that. In this situation we did end up talking about mushrooms at length but it doesn’t always end like that…sometimes I really do pretend to not care about mushrooms?
I was cashiering yesterday and the former TA from my fibers classes came through my line. It was so relieving to catch up with her because I’m so distanced from any community that knows about or respects fiber art (sewing, weaving, knitting, dyeing, crocheting, quilting etc.) and when people ask what I’m doing artistically after art school it’s hard to even explain what materials I’m using. So to just say “hey I’m still using fiber reactive dyes!” or “I want to sell my work but I’m afraid to” it’s nice to have someone relate to those unique experiences. Nothing beats the respect and understanding that comes from fellow artists or art students but I work like, 6 days a week so by default I don’t have time to be part of a like-minded artistic community
I’ve been accepted to a graduate program in Utah to study lichens and their evolutionary history! I am unimaginably excited! The professor I will be studying under supports my endeavors to blend art and science to effectively teach others, so I’m looking forward to find new ways to bring you higher quality content. And I hope you like mountains because come August you’re gonna be seeing a lot of them right along with me! Thank you as always for coming along with me on all of my adventures.
one of my coworkers is like 40-50ish and I always pick up her shifts so she can spend more time with her kids and she’s always happy to answer my weird questions about adulting. she’s definitely my friend and I love her but she added me on snapchat and i’m like…I enjoy working with her…but i have to ignore her request because I don’t want her to see me not sober or with a titty out or my room messy and I don’t want her to see how I live