quick update from a desk in rural maine
hello, my friends. if you are reading this email in your inbox then you won’t notice a difference…(maybe?) if you’ve grown used to reading my emails in the...
i am arriving to the place where my hands can shape the clay into a sculpture.
the struggle is information too if we allow ourselves to listen
nym's field notes no.01
capturing a moment in time, creative discoveries, and sharing some quotes I've collected this week.
what a gift it is to witness oneself grow
an ode to my morning pages journal an excerpt from today's writing: freida is yowling at the bathroom door, i am sitting facing the trees and the coffee is...
deconstructing my hobonichi cousin was an action i took but it’s also metaphor for a greater truth
the universe is in constant construction and deconstruction. there are two things i'd like to share, for context: at some point last year, i read Wabi Sabi...
all you could see was sky
or: fifteen things i remember from my visit to the lake yesterday
decision making is hard even when you've made the decision a year before and just didn't remember
aka i'm back on substack and i'm ready to start this back up consistently (hold me to it)
reading plans for february 2025
aka how i determine what books i'll be reaching for this month
intentions for 2025
changes to the newsletter & the things i want to share with you
staring at the void with both anxiety and excitement
notes from my typewriter no. 01
there is value in the slow build
weekly digest no. 04
ella nym's weekly digest no. 03
aka my weekly report
where should i plant my feet?
choosing a platform in the vastness of the internet and focusing on your art practice in alignment
is slowness in opposition to abundance?
or do we need to reframe what fills our creative cup?
simply existing is beautiful enough
and some may musings
why i keep a media journal
and you should too
sending this even though i cannot think of a proper title
aka i battled my perfectionism for this
i'm a creative person and you are too
musings inspired by my morning pages
issue 01. my introduction to you, dear reader.
and what is in a name.