The Real Blog

I want to take a moment to talk about authenticity.
This blog has no chance of ever being just about art. I have too many ideas to share, useful memories, lessons to teach, and laughs to generate.
I think quite often about serious things and I make big, leaping connections. I’m a “deep” person. I very much dislike surface-level conversation, and I believe the internet has enough curated personalities trying to make you like them so you buy their things.
I love art, and it’s what I’ve always wanted to do.
I also love music, psychology, history, language, farming, and more. I’m passionate in my morals, vocal about politics, and, most of all, I’m authentic. This means on some days, I plan to blog about art but all that comes out when my fingers hit the keyboard are much softer, bigger ideas. I want this blog to be a place where I don’t freak out after I hit “publish”. I’m not “cleaning it up” for anyone around here. Read the mess, feel the mess. The mess is human; the planet is messy. I’m not sucking in my gut anymore for your pictures. I’m very well-loved just like this.

I spent a long time in my life worrying about what everyone else thought or would say about me. I was unable to laugh at myself, and therefore I was afraid of being laughed at. Shame is a terrible disease, and I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s an entirely made-up emotion that we are taught. As Lady GaGa once said, “The only prisons that exist are the ones we put each other in” — I’m done living in other people’s ideas of me. This blog won’t be an exception.

This blog will sometimes, indeed, be about art. It’ll also be about love, parenting, traveling, things I’ve learned, people I’ve met, and ideas I want to put into my book(s). I want to share what’s on my mind, and when it comes down to it, well…. I’m buying the blog so I get to write it.

So get prepared. What are we preparing for? Anything and everything. Get popcorn, tissues, maybe some ibuprofen, a seatbelt? I’m not sure where we’re going but I’m over staying put.