This painting will be my contribution tomorrow to a fundraiser for the Oasis Women’s Mental Health Center in Birmingham, AL.
dreaming in the land of broken stars
Category: mental health
the sh*t we leave behind
There’s some sh*t I need to release and remove from my space and consciousness , before I can let myself take a deep breath and start to splatter and smear joy.
my autism and a toxic career choice
Forty-plus years in a team-driven, deadline-critical profession, not knowing I was Autistic. Architecture was hell for me.
your ashes
Your ashes; my ballast in this bewildering world
autism and intuition
One characteristic that played a key role in my Autism diagnosis is my "vibrant inner life." And I find imagination and intuition to be closely related, if not conjoined at the birth of awareness.
the hazards of not knowing the mind
The impact of Mom's death - the sudden absence of a person who's always been in my life (and strongly influenced my actions) continues to upend my expectations.
the last thing i could bring you
The last thing I could bring you. Photo by Leslee Hare The last thing I could bring you wilted before you left. You smiled and I cried even though I still believed that you’d be coming home. Soon. I didn’t know flowers were not allowed inside the MICU. I’m glad I didn’t care and relieved … Continue reading the last thing i could bring you
how I feel today
I don’t have the bandwidth, train wreck. By Leslee & Midjourney with help from Goya’s legacy.
multidimensional spectrum
This image approaches what I "saw" when Ellie shared a color wheel spectrum.
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