Content: My heart wants to know open, open, arms back and belly, exposed and known and forward. Big and full and... I am a work in progress. Little expansions in word or touch, or art, and showing the energy that I want to feel in my bones. Let it spring from me powerfully and vibrantly so that every molecule has opportunity to know. Little exercises. Stretching my heart. Big and loving. My being, breathing.

Lost Journal Pages made for the Brooklyn Art Library Sketchbook Project: I spent part of the pandemic and beyond working with pen, ink, paper, and watercolor within my journal. When finished, I scanned it, put it into a priority mail envelope, and mailed it to the organization. It never arrived, and when my project never showed in their inventory list, I dug out the scanned files to send to them. This is one of the pages from that lost journal (destroyed, stolen, lost?). Available only as a print upon request.