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DRAWN TOGETHER, THE BOOK
MOLLY, THE GRAPHIC NOVEL
100 HERONS PROJECT
Drawn to Pets
Journal/Image Idea File of the month from private collection.
Friday night check in: effortless action.
Being ace, full of peACE
Secrets and mysteries
Why do I keep the journals? Is there any value in the pain contained within?
Perhaps I am simply an explorer. Not seeking answers…
Until we meet again… dropping off Asterix
Reclaiming the act of creating…
The crown ripped away. Journal musings.
Sacred Sunday. Journal Entry
Good night, Asterix.
What if today, I just NOT worry?
Happy birthday, Frida.
From the Heart- a 15 day journal exercise Part 15: Keeping a Journal
From the heart- a 15 day journal exercise Part 14: Dying Contemplation
From the heart- a 15 day journal exercise Part 13: The Act of Dying
From the heart- a 15 day journal exercise Part 12: the moment of death
From the heart- a 15 day journal exercise Part 11: Fear of Dying
From the Heart- a 15 day journal exercise: Part 10 Fear of Dying
From the heart- a 15 day journal exercise Part 9: A Commitment to Life
From the heart- a 15 day journal exercise Part 8- Noticing
From the heart- a 15 day journal exercise Part 7: Fear of Fear
From the heart- a 15-day journal exercise Part 6
From the heart- a 15-day journal exercise Part 5
From the heart- a 15-day journal exercise Part 4
From the heart- a 15-day journal exercise: Part 3
From the heart- a 15-day journal exercise: Part 2
From the Heart- a 15-day journal exercise: Part 1
You are motherhood. You are the greatest mystery.
“You’re a piece of shit.” #drawoutanxiety
Anticipation: revisiting a journal exercise
My ugliness, my solitude, my experiences have built a protective wall
What the sock pigs taught me…
Routine? No, ROOTine.
Release attachment to the outcome…
A reminder that sometimes it is OK to do less.
Is this where they’ll find me?
She is filled with secrets. Journal exercise.
Recalling a declaration from “my future self” on July 25, 2015
Three years ago, with shaky hand, I signed…
For I need to SPEAK FREELY. Without restraint…
Slithering pancreatic serpent. #griefprocess
Here’s to us crawling to the finish line…
The creative life putters on with audacity and hope.
I’m back in a stall- some kind of school washroom… #dream #innercritic
You are motherhood. You are the greatest mystery. Karin 17/09/36-08/11/08
I’ve given myself space-time.
Journal exercise: I Found My Way Home
We were drawn together on Saturday- and now I know why…
Love letter to Toronto
On Autumnal endings and beginnings in October
What being ace means to me. #asexual musings
‘Be willing to be a beginner every single morning.’ Journaling exercise
“I recall a childhood dream…” with visual storytelling.
A dream- the dead cygnet. A message from Molly.
“I put myself back in the narrative…” and ugh- LOG JAM. #innercritic #onwriting
First line… let’s go.
Catacomb of Veils- Burning Man 2016 Reflections