Sun dapples her furrowed brow as she crunches through the apple, tiny mouth chawing and talking “But why are we … More
Author: Heather Gwinn
Rapidly approaching middle age I tripped over a sudden and surprising joy of drawing. As a child I didn't draw. As a teenager, I had no artistic inclination at all. I am as left brained as a person can be, and yet...
In November of 2012 I sat down with a Bic Ultra and a notebook and started doodling. Since then I haven't stopped, but my tools have improved.
2019 – What I Learned
Oh this day has snuck up on me! It seems like last year I was far more prepared for this … More
Asmodeus
“Asmodeus” – pregnant with disappointment. I have ‘daddy issues’ … it’s so cliche as to be absurd and embarassing and … More
All Thumbs
About a week ago I was meeting with my support group and giving my regular update and things went really … More
Slow to Heal
When the hurt sets in we want it fixed, gone, poof, pill, drink, video game, movie, binging Game of Thrones, … More
2018 – What I Learned
Man I was sad a year ago! I’ve been keeping a regular journal for over two years and I have … More
The Assimilation
Close your eyes and breathe and remember being held by your parents or by a close friend or by a … More
From Toenails to Eyelashes
The day after my ex husband told me he was leaving I painted my toenails. A lovely reddish brown color … More
To the Feast
It’s a Wednesday night and I’m sitting quietly at my dining room table, listening to the neighbor kids play football … More
Indelible
I swam in the fury and the blame and how I felt again like my body and my experiences and … More
