sushi, sailboats, and tea time

i spent the past week making something that i hadn't in a very long time -- sushi tea cups! while i was tinkering about coloring edamame and sushi rolls, i was inspired by the e. e. cummings print hanging above my desk and made a sailboat tea set as well.

sushi teacups!

sailboats!

i chose to float my boats on these oversized ceramic teacups because, well, they're oversized. which means more tea. and soup. and ice cream! this set is now available in my etsy shop, so head on over here to see them in your kitchen.

also: thank you to Meg & Tuesday over at studio sweet studio for featuring my work on their blog this week!

it was wonderful to share my work with a blog i enjoy reading so much.  check it out here for some words on what moves me and a peek at my studio.

soon,

m

for whatever we lose. ..

i'm inspired largely by the written word, and have, as of late, been creating some hand-lettered illustrations with my favorites. this one was influenced by the following e. e. cummings poem: 

maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach (to play one day)

and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles, and

milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;

and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles: and

may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.

for whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea

- e. e. cummings

 

 

8"x10" prints are available in my etsy and cargoh shops! as always, message me if you'd like a print in an alternate size- i'll pull strings to make you smile.

<3,
m

 

each other’s anchors, each other’s buoys,
the rocket’s red, already the world entire.

 

all men shall be sailors then,
until the sea shall free them.

boxes full of birdless magic

birthday present for a friend! i mixed together the following: eggshell + wooden box + leonard cohen + twigs + frank o’hara. this is what i made.

 

there is a crack in everything/that’s how the light gets in.

love poem

a collage i made to words by Richard Brautigan

six-word memoir

incidentally, i have forgotten the rest.