Category: Art

This Isn’t My Guardian

10 January 2022

I believed I was a smart and realistic little kid and so even then, I told myself that the giant bird I saw staring at me from the foot of my bed one night was just a dream. It’s funny, I often thought afterwards about how it hadn’t felt like how dreams normally felt, that […]

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A Dream of Melting Ice

19 November 2021

I just had a dream that I woke up from calling out and crying. My loves and I were walking along a landscape of ice but the air was hot and yellow and the ice was melting into lukewarm puddles of freshwater. Some parts were breaking apart suddenly and violently as massive ocean waves exploded […]

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20 October 2021

Content warning: writing here about fatphobia, body shaming and my relationship to my own body. I’ve always hesitated to write about my own experiences with my body because they pale in comparison to the discrimination faced by bigger people but I was thinking about these things when I painted this little piece a few nights […]

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Good Job

1 October 2021

Lockdown has me awake late and sleeping until midday and tonight being no exception, I decided to spend some time in my studio. I did a crap drawing that I didn’t finish and then a crap illustration as one of the tasks for an online course that I’m taking to try keep myself inspired and […]

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Future Dreaming

10 August 2021

Last night, after reading about the IPCC report on the climate crisis, my heart was racing and I felt sick and dizzy with fear. Rather than become paralysed, I felt I needed to do something so I painted myself with shaking hands and then I wrote this. I’m not sure what it is exactly but […]

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28 April 2021

You think you’ve escaped me?  You think you’re safe? Can’t you hear me? I’m everywhere, on the edges of everything. Howling and haunting and laughing and moaning. I know who you are and I know where you live. Your home is inside me you arrogant little ape. You’re killing my children, slaying your siblings, mindlessly […]

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He Watches Me

23 April 2021

Calling your dominance and my submission a “game” doesn’t feel accurate because it’s so much more real than a game. The closest descriptor I can come to is “psychodrama”. Through negotiation, conversation and connection, we have created a framework, an arena, within which we explore and embrace our shadow selves, the murky stuff that asks […]

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A Letter to My Niece

10 April 2021

(I wrote this in September 2020 but at the time it felt too emotional and raw to post. I edited it a little today so the sense of time in it is a bit funny but the essence and emotions are still very much present. I am trying to find ways to talk openly about […]

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Some Quotes I’m Thinking About

16 September 2020

“I will argue that it is not menstrual blood per se which disturbs the imagination – unstanchable as that red flood may be – but rather the albumen in the blood, the uterine shreds, placental jellyfish of the female sea. This is the chthonian matrix from which we rose. We have an evolutionary revulsion from […]

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