Uploaded November 2025 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
This week, I’m holding close a treasured memory—staying at my Gram’s house as a child. I remember the warmth, tender care, and thoughtful love she provided. It shaped how I see the world and how I create, even now.
In the art portion, I transform old coffee filters into a delicate flower. As I work, I realize my artistic voice is becoming clearer with each piece. It’s not about perfection—it’s about presence, and allowing the process to unfold.
Links:
https://www.flow.page/petalsandparchment
This week, I’m holding close a treasured memory—staying at my Gram’s house as a child. I remember the warmth, tender care, and thoughtful love she provided. It shaped how I see the world and how I create, even now.
In the art portion, I transform old coffee filters into a delicate flower. As I work, I realize my artistic voice is becoming clearer with each piece. It’s not about perfection—it’s about presence, and allowing the process to unfold.
Links:
https://www.flow.page/petalsandparchment
