“the erotic connection functions is the open and fearless underlining of my capacity for joy. In the way my body stretches to music and opens into response …
Our erotic knowledge empowers us, becomes a lens through which we scrutinize all aspects of our existence …”
Audre Lorde, The Uses of the Erotic
These pages are helping me to slow down and settle in. I’m creating, I’m here from my heart space. My heart is so full right now. I want this feeling to continue as I’m so grateful for what we created.
CREATIVE FUGITIVITY.
We created this safe space TOGETHER. We brought it. we all brought it.
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WE WERE FREE
I completed my gifted journal from Dal Kular within the week.
It was an honour and pleasure to hang out within the stained and constructed with love pages.
I’ll share each spread here over the coming days. Giving each spread its own space to breath and weave it’s magic.
I tried to keep my changes to a minimum. I wanted the eco-stains to still show through, appreciating the palimpsestic effects.
Enjoy x
Autumn is coming. This makes me very excited. Tis my season of joy, new beginnings and gratitude.
After my wisdom tooth extraction, the energy and motivation hasn’t been there to move my body. To allow myself the time and grace to be with nature. Outside walking.
Over the last few days I’ve not set myself a challenge, but I’ve been more open to movement. What has helped me stay out there, motivated, has been opening up my senses and witnessing the changes that are happening in nature at this time of year.
We’re moving into late summer, and glimpses of autumn, my favourite season, are just around the corner. I’d like to share what I’ve been feasting my senses on as this has brought me great joy as well as the much needed kick up the arse to walk again.
It hasn’t been about the heat but more so about the light.
After a really successful visual journaling retreat in Sheffield, which I’ll share about soon, I was gifted this handmade journal.
Made from wallpaper, eco-dyed papers and love, Dal Kular, a wonderful friend and fellow mischief maker gifted me this journal. Off shots from a bigger, much bigger journal she created in connection with her creative in residence in Peak District National Park, Dal wanted me to have this beauty.
I know Dal was proud of it and knew that I would put it to good use. I dived into using it start away. I needed the clarity of a new journal, while on the road with Kiwi and this journal is fulfilling that need and want, remarkably well.
I’ll be back later this week to share the completed journal spreads.
sometimes i’m writing. my body is writing and she doesn’t know . she doesn’t know what / how/ where. the body just doesn’t know yet what to say. how to say it.
my body writes what is doesn’t know yet.
what is put down on the page, the words and language doesn’t know either. what is it trying to say?what does it know? what doesn’t it know?
i was going to say that things become clearer in the process. but that’s not true. in the process more questions are raised. not answers. but more curiosity, wonder and play.
here, i’ve cultivated a safe space. a safe container where i can be intimate and vulnerable. i can experiment and play to locate my voice, my knowledge and wisdom.
i embark on another journey with my body writing what she doesn’t know after completing an amazing commission/ gig/ assignment. i’ll share soon. i feel depleted after fullness. i’m tired but also lost.
i know i need to rest before anything else. so i rest for now. i rest in the not knowing.
Living Wild Studios 