pipe, bowl, blunt, joint pokers

These are part of a series invoked by my mother’s death in September 2017. They are pokers/scrapers for blunts, joints, or whatever bowl you’re currently into. Made entirely from various vintage and up-cycled jewelry; the green stones are the common centerpiece. My mother’s emerald bracelet was rarely worn, but she clutched it with pride every…

‚ÄčI’ll never forget the way it feels

I’ve been weaving through a forest of thoughts and feelings this year. In the end, it comes down to a skewed view of self-worth keeping me back, but I’m trying to move and pass through it. Acceptance and growth is the only way if you want to survive here. My nomadic life is chaotic and…