Monday, August 18, 2014
Well I think 3.5 years away is long enough.
I've been making these lil diddies in my absence.
After 42 months of computers, spreadsheets and 16-hour days, I'm ready to turn my attention back to art. These babies will be running themselves by this November, and I return to Paris. Poet, painter, photographer, filmmaker...these will be my new titles. It's really been too long. Sometimes Love affairs bring us back to ourselves. Reading together, being old people, road trips...remind me of how sensitive we are. In the quiet. In the stillness.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
What a year! The last post was announcing my new publication. This one is announcing that it's just gone national. Our fourth issue is now on stands across the national at Whole Foods. We'll be growing to other major national retailers next issue. what a glorious, bumpy, 20-hour days kinda ride. Thank you for your love and support these last 9 months.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Oh where to begin? What a crazy amazing ride. I've just published a Split Cover 152-page Conscious, Arts+Culture magazine launching in 6 cities this week. It's 3am...so this will be a quicky. Come join us this Sunday on the rooftop of Whole Foods for our Austin release Party. 1000 of our closest friends, music, performers, artists, yoga studios and Organizations...dancing, celebrating, connecting 2-6pm. Whole Foods + 20 other awesome companies are sponsoring. Christina Sell will be leading the largest free yoga class Austins seen from 4-5pm.
Deepak Chopra, Daniel Pinchbeck, Seane Corne, DJ Spooky, Dead Prez + 25 other national columnists have joined us the origin family.
We are in 150+ locations in Austin. Houston. Dallas and now we are headed to LA, San Fran, and NY. Thanks for your love and support through this process of birth, loving and creating.
I'll be throwing book release parties for Ana Forrest and Christina Sell within the next 2 months and working with Ted.com to create Origin's own conference and video/interactive website and channel featuring innovators/speakers/leaders.
love really does win.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Saturday, January 8, 2011
What an amazing month.
I sold 8 major pieces in my newest signature collection last week and signed a commission for a medical building. I currently have 11 bids on 2 major hotel residencies.
Next week we are launching my New Commercial Art website along with taking over a Texas-based Magazine focusing on sustainability, eco-minded products and progressive learning with an emphasis on art, yoga, and organic families. I've got some national heavy hitters for social change on board, writing monthly columns.
This year I am focusing on Actualized Vision, strengthening my new found voice and altering+transforming old thought patterns into substantial beauty. I'll post the site here next week, along with updates.
"To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away."
Monday, December 27, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
and i think, oh god, am i here again?
... is anything for certain in this world as the floor keeps dropping out beneath me to expose the fine network of stars and far off galaxies and groundlessness beneath my feet?
--edited from the barefoot yogi
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
the images of the interior pushing into form; the paint speaks its own language.
i surrendered. releasing any attachments i may have harbored, i was willing to go to the extreme if called.
in that giving up of an agenda, the guidance came: fire around the belly! exploring the space, i was a steward for the vision.
Friday, December 17, 2010
today was a day going backwards. this body is fresh but holds the past so closely, closer than what is happening now. i realize reality is nothing but a field of old cycles playing out in forms of fresh faces & places, but underneath is a current of familiar, a variation on a theme. the only way out is up.the first in a series of clearing sessions on the warmest December day. an energetic bath penetrating all directions of time. allowing the impressions & energy to rise, pass. sometimes pain, sometimes tears, sometimes nothing. memories from other lives lifting into my awareness, shocking revelations & insight as to why things are as they be today.
after hours, i felt light, energized. spaces were opened, cleared. ran a bath of baking soda & sea salt. i fell asleep in the overwarm water, limbs folded & twisted womb style as the small candles flickered at the corners of the tub.i felt dizzy, dragged myself to the meditation room & fell asleep again surrounded by angels, plants, rocks. the sensation of cooking off old modes of unforgiveness & resentment, traumas & misperceptions. a tumultuous sleep living though the releases, grateful they are moving from their hiding places, evaporating at the speed of my willingness.