Roxanne's Journal
It Doesn't Need To Be Precious
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This series is inspired by my realization, that nothing needs to be precious when it comes to Spirit work and growth, and connecting deeper to ourselves and the world and people around us. It doesn’t need to be precious. It can be silly and wild and ugly and messy, authentic and vulnerable - it doesn’t need to be precious.
Inspirit the Everyday
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SO, I recently had a conversation with a business mentor, and she asked me why my mission statement of Inspirit the Everyday was important to me, and what the heck it even means. To inspirit means to encourage and enliven someone. This is important to me because that is the basis for what I want my art and products to do for my customers. I want my customers to feel the joy and love that was put into each piece as I dyed it, painted it, cut it, and sewed it together. I live to create, and creating gives me life,...
New Art Collection -VENUS
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VENUS - The Channeling of what is true to my heart in beauty and creativity.
The Unfolding of my witeness
The Unfolding of my whiteness. It’s messy. It’s gross. It’s enlightening. It’s lightening. It’s bone shaking sobering. It’s moments, paralyzing. It’s wake the fuck up, how could I be sleeping? It’s heart wrenching. It’s fist clenching. It’s not enough. There are no words. I’m sorry. Sorry is not enough. Scrape the bottom, stir it up, filter through, and continue. **************************************************** *plant dyed hanji (handmade Korean paper) on muslin cotton. *hanji made by Steph Rue *dye + design by me
June Poem/ Justice
Justice / June 2020 Buds and Blooms, I hear you cracking through the Earth and mud. Yelling out my name to slow down, like you, gives me shame. I rush to incubate, but it’s always too late Now, I discriminate on the choices I make. Decision is to Cut Off and Cut Through, a simpler Be, Do.