You can't swim while crying

When I felt that prick in my eyes while bouncing up and down in a cardio dance class, I remembered this thing I tell myself: You can’t swim while crying. Some activities require you to breathe with steadiness.

It’s steadiness I’ve been seeking like a zealot, careening through the last few months. I’ve stopped telling myself it’s about to get better, because what if it’s not?

If it’s not, I need my breath. I need community. I need to show up in resilience and in the full bleed of grief. Often laughter bubbles up from the tears.

Watch the video at the top for a studio look into what I’m making now & what I’m moving through.

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I sold these two pieces recently. Hide, a double-sided piece that arcs across the wall in folds, and Heart Head, a piece that captures the vulnerability of a postpartum mother, or anyone confronting the pain of the world.

I’m preparing to launch a new website, in collaboration with Argentine designers. It’s going to share a lot more of my story. With that switch, I will no longer be offering open edition prints, so if that’s something you want, order now.

OPEN EDITION PRINTS

Thanks for being here. I hope you are finding steadiness, while allowing grief and sacred rage to come through and remind you of your brilliant, beating heart. You are meant to be here, right now, sharing that heart with all of us.