I went to bed in the middle of the day. The sun trickled in through my window. My soul / spirit curled up and cried in the deepness of me.
My eyes were dry.~ 2021
grief – a thing:
tall slender tress
in grey rainy skies~ 2022
So empty.
Yet so full.
So awake
Yet so exhausted
Drained and dragged and spread thin.
And still eager to give more and more and more again.~ 2021
Textile artist, writer, and photographer (among quite a few other things).
I love working with textiles, natural dyes & slow mindful moments, as well as guiding creatives (artists, crafters, photographers, alternatives therapies) on how to best share their work, voice & authentic self with their community & audience.
Mama to 3, live in Northern NSW, Australia
Instagram @petalplum
