For a long time, I treated beauty and rest as luxuries. They felt like something I could only reach for once the real work was finished. But the work was never finished. There was always one more thing waiting, and the days slipped by in a blur of tasks and striving. It took a season of exhaustio...

I’ve been thinking about how not all seasons are long or dramatic. Some pass quietly. Others begin without much fanfare. You look up one day, and something has shifted—but it didn’t come with a loud arrival. It just was. Traveling these past weeks has given me a little space from the usual rhythm...

  I’d love to invite you to join me for a casual and heartfelt live video this week, where I’ll be sharing what’s unfolding in my art world this spring. Whether you’ve been following along quietly or just peeking in with curiosity, you are so welcome here. Here’s what we’ll chat about: 🎨 Waterco...