Today is my 2-month Insta-versary, and earlier this week, this account hit 200 followers. Thank you for being here! I am so grateful to be able to connect with you all over lettering and ideas. It’s been an exercise in leaning into vulnerability to put my work out there, and now I about about toContinue reading “200”
We all need quiet sometimes. I wrote this while my 1-year-old was walking around and banging a drum and my 3-year-old was singing Moana music at the top of his lungs on the day after Halloween. 🎼🎤🥁 I did not know how much I need quiet to recharge until after I hadContinue reading “We all need quiet sometimes”
“Writing is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.” (E.L. Doctorow in his novel Ragtime) I’m taking a course called #passiontopaid with @homsweethom. We had a live Q&A last night where, among other things, Lauren encouraged usContinue reading “Writing is like driving a car at night”
I don’t like you finger bones. Will you wear gloves, please? Actual words my kid said to me last night. Thanks for being polite? Kinda? Kids are weird and creepy sometimes. And hilarious a lot of the time. The sad part for me is that he’s obsessed with skeletons right now, so it’s prettyContinue reading “I don’t like your finger bones”
I decided to combine two creative community prompts for today’s lettering. Behold: Something that gives me anxiety + Halloween-related phrase made with candy. 🙀🎃🍬 When I was a kiddo and somewhat less anxious about Halloween, m&ms were my favorite candy, and I loved the heck out of my mouse costume. 🐭 PS AContinue reading “You’re invited to a costume party”
“I am not an optimist. I am a very serious possibilist.” I have long admired optimists because I am most definitely not one. I love the idea of being optimistic, but the mindset is so foreign to me. It doesn’t quite feel like that mindset leaves a place to incorporate my natural worries and observations.Continue reading “I am not an optimist”
My baby is ONE today. His first name is Peregrine (yes, like the falcon ), and one of the nicknames he has developed this year is Grins. My greatest wish for him is that “Grins” is an apt nickname is whole life long.
“Trust your body more than what someone else tells you about your body.” I’ve been listening to Emily Nagoski’s book Come As You Are: The Surprising New Science That Will Transform Your Sex Life on Audible — thanks to a recommendation from Francie Streich. As Francie promised it would be, it’s more than aContinue reading “Trust your body more”
Take your time. My preschooler is very into everything about letters (wonder where he got that from) at the moment. He seriously asks for us to letter together several times a day. He can’t actually make letters entirely by himself yet, but he’s gathering up the courage to try. While he initially gingerly takes markerContinue reading “Take your time”
“I believe that telling our stories, first to ourselves and then to one another and the world, is a revolutionary act.” I’m jumping on the #inktoberfeminist a little late, but I was very inspired by these words from today’s featured woman: Janet Mock.