I’ve always been creating something — flower petal potions, paintings in my childhood bedroom, “save the earth” flyers. For a while, I thought art had to be the extra thing. Something I did after work, not instead of it.

Then, after years of chasing the “right” kind of success — one that kept me distant from nature, my body, and my creative spirit — everything cracked open. I started listening more. Painting more. Saying no to boxes that didn’t fit and yes to the parts of me I’d tucked away.

Now, I make art that feels like sitting on the porch with your favorite people. It’s intuitive, earthy, and sometimes a little weird (which we love here). No matter what I create, it all comes from the same place: the quiet moments of connection between myself and the natural world.

You can usually find me sketching with a mug of tea, curating a moody playlist for motivation, or channeling messages from my tree besties. If this sounds like your kind of rhythm, you’re in good company.

Welcome to my swamp.