“You and Your Baby At the Home In Wisconsin” (2026) by me
12 x 14 inches, stained glass, mirrored glass, solder, rocks, copper, chain, image transfer onto glass
made a piece for my mom this week. i love u ❤️
“Your Pace Slowed To Keep Up With Mine” (2026) by me
8 x 17 inches, stained glass, mirrored glass, solder, rocks, copper, image transfer onto glass
An ode and birthday present to my best friend and partner who takes midnight walks with me and always keeps my pace. since I have ankle issues as well as stop-in-place beauty observational tendencies, I don’t like to walk too fast. I prefer to take it all in, walk slow, smell the roses (or the jasmine that are in season right now). despite being 6 inches taller than me, they always keep my pace and never make a fuss about the hypothetical, what, maybe, 5 minutes total you lose by stopping momentarily and really experiencing the world; the hellos to strangers, the snails you might’ve crushed on their journeys across the sidewalk, and, like in this particular piece, the beauty of shadows and how streetlights paint their subjects against the vast LA pavement. Los Angeles is one of my favorite places to walk around, especially with Fia Tharp. Happy birthday, angel 🙂↕️🫂❤️
whatever! i am free will posting!!! yesterday i did something spontaneous, silly, solo and spectacular. i traveled for a total of 36 hours to see an artist i have been admiring for years. i am doing a hard post bc i can! fuck the algorithm, i’m having fun. @mothercain , you are the greatest! you tap into areas of my life that I wouldn’t have even had the courage to try to explain out loud and i am so happy that you exist and make music for those like me. Red Rocks as a venue has been a dream of mine to visit and see a performance at, and to be this one…geez. it ended up being a full spiritual experience, one I haven’t felt close feeling to since leaving the evangelical church I was apart of in my upbringing. i am so happy to be alive, be queer, living fully and being able to be myself. this performance helped me remember the importance of that. trauma molds us each into the people we are and if you’re still standing you’ve already won. life is so precious and it is not corny nor should be discounted to want to express something real like this. our days are numbered. make them count ♥️