Why Artists Need Familiar Spirits in the Age of AI
The summer before starting my MFA I was asked the same question over and over “How are you going to dismantle your practice?” If the word hurled my way wasn’t “dismantle” then it was equally aggre...
Going Unseen? Build Your Art Brand Like an Altar
It was desperation that ultimately led me to delete Threads. Not my own, but that of others, understandable but cloying, pressing through the screen. When you listen to one person’s discouragement...
Fairy Temporality: Balancing Awe & Admin as an Artist
As a child, I would often get chastised for daydreaming, my mind wandering somewhere with the faeries, only to find a whole lesson had passed. One moment I would be there, doodling in a textbook’...
How to Amplify Your Art’s Aura Online
A couple of years ago, a trend made its way from TikTok into my Zillenial platform of choice: Youtube. It was the concept of aura points, a way of characterizing someone’s "coolness” or charisma....
Soulful Selling & Being a Priestess of Your Art
The first painting I ever sold overseas was made on a large, round panel, and featured a waning moon. I was a financially strained grad student and studio instructor at the time, and for years had...
The Protective Magic of Honing Your Artistic Voice
I’d have no clue how alien some of my artistic stances are if it weren’t for Instagram. I was glassy-eyed and scrolling through the numbing void the other day when something caught my attention. ...
How Artists Can Thrive Despite AI: Embracing the Trickster
Purgatory is being stuck at a table, listening to someone in finance explain the creative merits of AI. It was my cousin’s birthday dinner, and I was admiring the expertly applied eyeliner of the...
Share Your Art Without Burnout: Lessons from Persephone
Back in January, many of us made the resolution to share our work consistently. For some of my friends, this entailed filming their sculpting process for YouTube, for others, posting their songs o...
A Second Spring: The Unfolding of Creative Bewitchment
Spring in Montreal is a strange affair. It makes sweet promises in the form of birdsong, melting snow, and the feeling of salt beneath your sneakers. Then it shifts again: another plummet in tempe...
Mycelial Muses: Attention, Allure & the Forest Floor
A Kingdom of One: Holding Your Ground You know a mushroom when you see one, bulbous and crouched in the undergrowth. Someone uninterested in nature might not be able to tell a birch from a beech ...
Dreaming With Discipline: Astrology for Creative Momentum
The Pisces-Virgo Split: A Problem for Creatives After all the warnings I’d been given about the occult, it seemed odd that the astrologer’s office smelled like church: mildewed and thick with inc...
Introducing Creative Bewitchment
The Call I was 13, bored and squirming in my chair from the incessant itch of my navy blue stockings, when I saw a witch for the first time. She didn’t use that word when she introduced herself ...