gift

| Sheree

I AM STILL HERE.

If I get negative, spectacle vibes from any pale faces, I give back in kind. I do not have the time or patience to give to anyone who sees me as a curiosity, who is here to stare and judge.

recognise the erotic

| Sheree

Recognise the power of the erotic within our lives gives us the energy to pursue change within our outside worlds.

And I’m on the right path for me and my fullness.

| Sheree

“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

to travel in a human landscape

| Sheree

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.

Visual journal share

| Sheree

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

a much appreciated gift

| Sheree

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.

October Fall

| Sheree

I love this season. This is my season. This is birthday season. And I usually have so many things planned that I blink and miss the season. And I also feel a bit gipped because this season is taken up by Halloween and Christmas celebrations that no sooner that I have my autumn leaves wreath on my front door that I’ve got to replace it with the Christmas one.

So as a gift to myself as well as some breathing space, this season I’m bringing out the poetry and I’m writing a poem a day to cherish the moment. To live and breathe into the season.

I hope to share my creations here.

I know I have a lot to share here about the last few months too. I’m not sure what I have shared here. But I do know it feels good to take the time each day to exercise my imagination and be inspired to write again for me. But I’m sharing too.

I was thinking this morning back from the school run what can I do this season to support myself. Support the ease into hibernation mode but still get through the last few commitments and chores of the year. And I feel in my heart that writing poetry or attempting to dive into my dreams ( and nightmares) is a way of giving myself that much needed support. Keeping me creative but also keeping me sane.

I hope you join me in this journey one more time.