The night brinner was born.
It was cold. It was dreary. Mark was out of town, and it was just…
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The gaze that isn’t looking at you.
I keep painting women from behind. I didn’t notice I was doing it until I’d…
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Coming back to the sandbar.
I’m back, and I came back with a list. A half marathon on my birthday….
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When the Light Comes Back
Anyone who knows me knows that winter is when I tend to hibernate.It’s dark. It’s…
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My Very First Commission
Yesterday, I carefully wrapped and sent out something that felt bigger than the envelope it…
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Under the Wolf Moon (Even When the Clouds Roll In)
Another year, another carefully anticipated plan gently unraveled by Mother Nature. I had hoped to…
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The Art of a Slow Saturday
The rain started before dawn and hasn’t let up — the kind of coastal Saturday…
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✨ First Mail Day ✨
Cue the seagulls and toss a little confetti — today was my very first Mail…
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✨ Big News from The Sandbar Diaries ✨
I’m so excited to share that my online shop is officially open! You can now…
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✨ Chakra Journey Update: Rooted & Present ✨
Lately I’ve been giving my attention to my Root Chakra, and I can feel the…
