feelings, places, feelings about places
Perpetually in progress. An always writer, a sometimes silversmith, a never athlete. Will probably beat you at Scrabble. I split my time between Portland, OR and Chicago, IL.
Wild at heart, weird on top, and publicly learning to love myself. These letters make frequent stops at personal histories, relationships, communal living, addiction, making art, & navigating the digital Anthropocene. It ain't much but it's honest work.
Honest writing and talks about attention, the body, what we repeat and why, and the great work of meeting yourself. Iโve lived a lot of life โ some hard, some strange, all mine. I write about what that does to us.