That little piece of thread. You know the one. You want to pull it, you want to cut it, but you know that if you do, that seam will be broken and everything will unravel. Many times over the…
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It doesn’t always take another person to imprison us. We can often bind ourselves up without any outside help– whether by our own thoughts, or actions, or expectations. It’s a challenge just to get out of our own way.…
As humans, none of us are one dimensional. We are a mashed up conglomerate of peaks and valleys, opposing polarities that often don’t make sense. It is when we reach below the surface, into the crevices where the true…
Momentum can be a tricky thing. If we’re moving in a positive direction, building and maintaing momentum is crucial. But if we’ve begun sliding into bad habits or toward danger, we need to do everything we can to stop…
When my mom was diagnosed with ovarian cancer last year, I kept coming back to a photograph I had taken of a sand dollar that summer. You see, when we were growing up, my mom had a thing for…
Who remembers the Rubik’s Cube sensation back in the 80s? I can distinctly remember spending hours twisting and turning, trying to line up all those little colored squares! I always thought the more random arrangement of colors much more…
It can be easy to get stuck pigeon-holing people into the roles in which we know them best. Mother, father, sister, brother, doctor, lawyer, artist. But we aren’t flat and one-dimensional. We are made up of many sides, many…
Some people find horizontal lines soothing. Maybe I’m weird, but I almost always prefer vertical lines. Perhaps a nod to the soaring peaks of the mountains I love so much? Textile artist Nike Schroeder takes full advantage of verticality in…
As we get back into the swing of normal life following our week in the wild, I’ve been struck by the obvious artificiality that surrounds so much of our landscape. Plastic flowers where real should be, fountains instead of…
Its nearly that time of year when the light fades earlier and families spend their evenings and weekends cheering their little ones from the sidelines. My younger brother was big into t-ball, then baseball when he was young, so…