Littlehouse

Description: From a photograph taken by my buddy in Abidjan, Cote d’Ivoir. Don’t pee on this wall or we will post a video of you on YouTube.

Description: No one likes being told what to do with their face, not even adorable toads.

Description: Just living in the moment and pushing shit forward. Gotta be like the dung beetle and focus on our shit.

Description: Why not take that love and light and use it to change the world? A wave of female rage is building and love is everything.

Description: Collaboration with my four year old daughter to teach her and remind everyone that we are the boss of our own body

Description: Collaboration with my four year old daughter to teach her and remind everyone that we are all the boss of our own bodies.

Description: In collaboration with a thrifted oil painting, a swamp goddess emerges from her long slumber to crumble the frail infrastructure of man’s domain.

Description: Thinking about breaking generational cycles or changing personal habits. It doesn’t happen all at once. First comes the brave step of letting go. Then changing shape and moving on.

Description: If you know, you know. And if you have kids you probably know.

Description: The feeling of triumph is fleeting but incredible.

Description: My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends— It gives a lovely light! Edna St. Vincent Millay “First Fig” 1920 I don’t know about you, but sometimes I feel like I’m burning my candle at both ends and it’s still not enough.

Description: Finally getting around to mopping the floor should automatically come with an award.

Description: Sometimes we deserve an award just for getting through the day.

Description: I give myself awards for doing my mom job, but I also give myself awards for taking care of myself. Maybe you need an award too.

Description: I give myself Mom Awards in my head. Maybe you need one too.