April 11, 2016 - Different Types


mary and max


(Reposted from 2011)

March 21, 2016 - Small Difference


Kimya Dawson … a girl comfy in her difference.  (Reposted from 2012)

March 20, 2016 - Army of Ink Monkey Grip


army of ink girl hanging monkey bars

Sometimes people tell me what to see – but I know what I saw.

Footnote:  As a kid, I used to hang upside down on the monkey bars, get a swing up and then release my legs, flip and land on my feet in the soft white sand – like a cat.   This ink could be about about hanging on with a firm grip on of all that might be pulling her off in a direction that’s not her own.   And evoking that feeling of release that comes from the moment when she trusts in herself so strongly that she lets go and flies …

(Reposted from 2010.  In Clunk & Jam, 2019 book)

March 2, 2016 - My Place


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My Place .

Truth is my sanctuary.  A place I enter by trusting there is another place I can be.  It’s slow.  A little reclusive.  Painful and confronting because I’m keeping company with emotions I’ve spent my life trying to escape.  Vulnerable, because I’m sitting in my insecurities.  Pursuing what I deeply care about.  Unsettling, because life, through the eyes of truth, reveals both the beauty and the beast of it.  Overwhelming, due to the acceptance of personal responsibility to create a life that soothes the pain of truth – nurtures new growth.

Lonely, from conceding that ultimately it is self-reliance that will create and secure my destiny. Sad, from accepting my past is over.  Compassionate, from the realisation that I cannot effortlessly accept myself.  And acknowledging the degree of consciousness it’s going to take to be content with who I am.  Liberated, because the time has come to move – and from having the freedom to explore what awaits.

A stillness, from reaching a place where I feel more comfortable being different than fitting in.  Where I feel a calm but intensely emotional sense of coming home.

Poem from book, ‘In My Room’.   Artwork Ash Browne.  Design Harley Manifold. 

January 18, 2016 - Normal Underneath


good griff

good griff 3



(Reposted from 2012)

January 5, 2016 - Army of ink Wish Upon A Cake



DIARIES candle


Wish Upon A Cake .

I once wished upon stars.  Books with crosses.   As the white man stole birthdays.  Red man pretended.  Black collars wrapped around truth.  Now I wear the hat that makes me taller than the glaring.   Stays on as I rattle my little box.   Make sticks come alive.  Hard things run.   Soft things dance with my breath.   Spin circles that wrap all the way around me.   And everything disappears .

(Clunk & Jam book, 2019.  Originally in handmade book, ‘Rock The Boat’.)