I'm still working on the Ganesha tattoo. It's getting close but I'm not quite there. The text reads Strange Beautiful Daughter Belonging to Ganesha, if my Sanskrit is correct. And I have a degree in Sanskrit from Google Fu...

I bought this at my shop during the Part Time College Years. The necklace of black & silver beads appealed to me- it WANTED me. I resisted at first. The necklace has an aura I call Old Hippie, in contrast to the goofy hippie cuteness of say, Willow's...

I'd like to introduce my new sketchbook: It's handmade, coptic-stitched from old bingo boards by Somavenus at Etsy. (The photo above is from her listing.) I love her book as well as her packaging and goodies so much I collaged in her mailing...

So I'm driving from my little brick mess on the West Side toward my neat little shop on the East End, and I'm in a melancholic & poetic mind space. Being me, it seemed significant and beautiful to be driving toward the dawn on Samhain. Adding to the...

The thing about depression is that I think of it as synonymous with sadness. But then, when real grief comes, I realize depression is a numbness. Sorrow hurts. It hurts so bad it feels like a shattering, a shredding. Just a broken, open lost feeling....