We are shaped by but not actually bound to the history that lingers with its pressure that we are not out of reach of the backstories that we endure every day in the poor lighting of old programming. And yet most of us are like this in our commitment to...

Our journeys hold both pain and beauty and within that duality is the opportunity for us to not only be a work of art in progress but also a masterpiece to be admired at the same time.    We can miss who different would have brought and we can celebrate...

We live in such a way that when it seems like there is nothing else to hold onto in our stories, our thoughts locate us in the yesterdays, and we are once again faced with the colors associated with the outcomes that were not ideal. Because it is between our opposing...

In stories with frames filled with pain, that disquieting art needs the safety to just be the colors on canvases and the words on pages that life is still able to come from. Because despite not liking their crushing messages or where they come from, neglecting the...

Every day is a colors day and within all of those pigments are the echos of the shadows, the shouts of light and the uneasy answer that we must somehow find safety on pages where the artwork doesn't only communicate happy or helpful. So, we welcome hope because we...

One of the hardest things about change is the way that colors that don't fit the idea of potential land on the artwork obtusely composing a story one frame at a time. Sometimes those forms resonate with the grief while in others, the lack of depth is the silent...