Completion of the Helene Wurlitzer Artist Residency:
Where do I begin with this one. Sometimes you don't know how much deep healing and breathing you need to do until you're given the opportunity to slow down. I mean the drop-everything-you're-holding-onto-in-your-heart-and-get-unequivocally-quiet kind of "slowing down". That's what this residency did for me.
In addition to breaking out of artistic boxes, falling in love with the grand piano in my old adobe casita, and investigating past traumas and negative thought patterns, I seemed to reconnect with a power that I hadn't felt in many years: one derived from the inherent feminine energy which seems to touch every adobe curve, willow branch, and sun-weathered smile in that magical town.
I am grateful beyond words for the legacy Helene Wurlitzer left behind, her immense generosity, and genuine care for artists and the creative process. Here's a slew of photos from my time in Taos.