ohhellocrissy

oh HELLO

This is once again long overdue, but I (once again) find it hard to update amongst the chaos. (Once again.) What about chaos is updatable? It’s been about 8 months and yikes, what an unmitigated clusterfuck it has felt like.

In these last many months I’ve: in August I found a job (barista), in September I got sick (pretty sure it was Covid), I moved into an apartment and I turned 45 in October, in November Murphy (sweet angel baby) got pretty sick and, on December 23rd she was put to rest. January was spent in deep grief. February was more grief and depression, but I did get my nose repierced and that was fun. March was more of the same, but as I’ve spent time allowing myself to feel how I feel, I’ve come to some decisions about how and where I want to spend my time.

Nothing like world shattering grief to really put some things into perspective. I’m still putting together what exactly that looks like, but I have a strong inclination that it’ll involve (more) chaos.

oh PAINTING

Right now oh PAINTING is (still) a work in progress. It’s the section that needs the most attention and I haven’t had the energy to work on it. And that’s just how it’s gonna remain until I have a better computer to do the work on. So there’s not much to say other than that if you’d like to commission me to do a painting, or if you’ve seen something I’ve done you’d like to purchase, please reach out.

oh PHOTOGRAPHY

I am eager to get back into photography. But, again, the chaos has prevented the creativity from flowing regularly.

oh WRITING/soft anarchy

Oh writing indeed. I’ve kicked the can on most writing for the last 8 months. I still plan to finish my poetry books. Even if the vision is different than what it was when I last wrote something. And I still have dreams of writing longer pieces. But establishing the habits to do these things have not been in the cards these last few months, and that’s ok.

other

The grief over the loss of Murphy has been deep, profound and at times, unrelenting. She was the softest and the dearest part of my life. The rhythms of my world were disrupted and I’m still recovering from that.

What does moving on look like?

oh GOODBYE

If you’ve made it this far. Wow! Thanks! I appreciate you. I want to say that I’ll be back soon, but *gestures vaguely about* the chaos. xo