The Flames that will Blush

“We are warmth when there is none to find. Lay us down in a bed of snow and float we will on sheets of water. We are fire when there are hands to thaw. Watch the snowflakes land on our skin and rather than be bothered with the art of melting, burst into steam to…

Leave Me at the Shore

“If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my armsΒ  and my roots will set offΒ  to seek another land.Β …

‘I Stood Up in a Cafe and Screamed I’M IN LOVE’

[piece from I’m in Love– BUKOWSKI] “she got up and lit a cigarette, she was trembling all over.she paced up and down,wild and crazy.she had a small body.her arms were thin,very thin and when she screamed and started beating me I held her wrists and then I got it through the eyes:hatred, centuries deep and…

‘The Ocean Was Always You’

“When you have swam in the sea a lake will no longer do; everyone else was always a pond but the ocean was always you” [tyler knott gregson] I came across this poem today and it immediately brought me back to Greece. And I remembered that I never got the chance to share the self-portrait…

What’s Hidden Beneath Art.

I looked at the reflection of my collarbone in the mirror, and didn’t stop there. I look at the faint blue rivers that branch out and flow in a current beneath thin skin. pale skin, I am so transparent. I think, If I were to cut across the sheets of tissue paper, what would come…

Sketching in Savannah

I drove up to Savannah, Georgia this weekend with my mom. And of course, the one day we decide to finally go for a nice quiet southern stroll… the town is overrun. We probably should’ve checked beforehand to make sure one of the biggest St. Patrick’s day parades wasn’t going on. It was. So we…

‘Being Crazy Maybe is Not So Bad’

I am in my last semester of college. A private college. And I don’t have a job. And I paint faster than I am able to get my hands on canvas. Hence, why I made the switch to sketching. But there comes a time when one has an unstoppable, uncontrollable, unexplainable urge to paint… and…

The World’s Greatest Love Letters

I found the greatest book. And I’m not just saying that because ‘greatest’ is in the title. It’s true. “Away from you the world is a wilderness in which I stand alone, and without knowing the bliss of unburdening my soul. You have robbed me of more than my soul; you are the one thought…

Ode to a Naked Beauty

Within the past year that I have been drawing it dawned on me that I have only drawn naked men.. in Greece.. Greek men for that matter and never any women. And although I would rarely complain about naked greek men, I find it absurd because womens bodies are so beautiful and the lines so…