imagination experiments of a stardust yogini
I am moving house. Well, apartment to house. Still renting, but I am spreading out, sort of.
Whenever I move I find stuff – lots of writing especially. I write a lot, but it doesn’t mean I type it, or file it properly, or share it.
The discipline is in the order, not the action for me. I don’t know when I wrote this, I suspect right before moving to Arizona, 2006/2007, while I was leaving my husband and living in a basement in Brooklyn.
Read MorePhoenix Graffiti Who You Lookin’ At? Enquiring minds want to know. Private Property That’s all relative now, isn’t it?
Read MoreOwl Print I’ve been in love with images of owls since I was a little kid in the 70s. For a while, I was worried that art school made me too serious to make a fun piece. I loved making this print, and in keeping with the 70s vibe, this owl is an earthy dark […]
Read MoreYou’ve got to look at things in a new way. You have got to do whatever it takes to change your perspective or you’re going to stay stuck . . . left sitting on the fence obscured by mist while the horses run free and leave you behind.
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holly troy ~ sacred folly 