:: Mosaic Collage ::
Mixed-media recycled materials, re-pieced together into illustrated and painted images.
Illustration & collage //
2026
Honoring all life, all beings and the pathways they traverse. Freedom has no borders.
I have such deep reverence for the spirit of corn ~ they have held me during challenging transitional times, in my grief, and in my love for this world. I’ve felt called to honor them through visual creation for awhile now, and this piece has been a slow, beautiful process throughout the equinox and shift into Fall. Many, many hours of patience, warm cups of tea, and soothing tunes.
Thank you sweet mamas for all that you share, hold, and the medicine you give this Earth.
acrylic & collage //
2026
There are endlessly inspiring things on this Earth; colors, textures, sounds, movement, waters, trees, non-human beings.
Every time I allow myself to delve into the creative space that these aspects of the world inspire—is where I feel an overwhelming sense of connection. When I listen to the music, tune into the rhythm of dance, observe the beings of the forest, see the beautiful creations that people are putting out into the world…I am reminded of how we still have that.
We must remember all that we love here in this life, all the beings we care deeply for, all the ways this Earth gives to us ~ so we can continue to fight for them.
Illustration & Collage 2026
I listened to a recent talk with Naomi Klein, which emphasized the importance of bridging the gap between the fight against fascism and the fight for our living world. We often compartmentalize these movements, becoming fixated on the immediacy of one over the other—responding to the cascading crises that are unfolding at rapid speed. This is the moment we are in…but it is also not all encompassing of the ideological and cosmological shifts we can encourage amongst one another.
As Standing Rock, the Keystone XL pipeline protests, Project Blue resistance, Mauna Kea protectors, and so many other Indigenous land defense movements show us, there is a sacredness to our resistance. The fight to protect our air, waters, land, soils, is inherently a fight against the destructive forces that aim to do the same violence to human bodies. Our ability to connect and build solidarity/relationships with the non-human world is just as much apart of the resistance as building coalitions with our human comrades is. The technocracy will never be the savior, and the genocidal, billionaire egomaniacs that are creating their fortresses on the backs and bones of everything they are destroying will plunder themselves to death in the end—if we let them.
In the midst of this ecocide, I’ve been fixated on these resilient beings. They have been endangered for the past 50 years, largely due to lead poisoning from bullets/ammunition (as well as wildfires, habitat loss, pesticides, pollution, microplastics, all things climate collapse related). In the 80’s, it is said there were only 22 California condors known to exist. That number has now increased to over 500.
I was first drawn to condors as these seemingly mythological beings. Large, Paleolithic looking creatures with glorious feathered collars and captivating wingspans. Their association with death felt archetypal, in the realm of vulture-esque symbolism of the transition or balance between two worlds. Yet, they also symbolize renewal, freedom, the heart of the Earth, and the prophecy of what is to come.
As scavengers, they feed off of the carcasses of dead animals. They are the composters that we so often take for granted, breaking down the unsightly flesh and bones that become the nutrients and foundational components of the soils that sustain us. The cycle of death and rebirth. It is in our collective reverence for all of these earthly allies that we will find the seeds of liberation and world building that we have truthfully always had—we just have to remember them.
illustration & Collage //
2025
Ruminating on the magic and potency of seeds, collected, sown, and planted.
Literal (and metaphorical) seeds are the lifeline and the sustenance of our collective nourishment, health, justice, and community. Seeds are portals through which life emerges. They hold all that is and will be ~ the dreams, the archetypes, the stories and visions.
Seed keepers encompass the many generations of beings before us who have kept wisdom and knowledge alive, holding it, tending to it, and passing it on ~ even amidst times of great suffering, subjugation, and injustice.
I think of all who came before me who planted seeds and helped cultivate an awareness of the world that I am forever grateful for. All of the artists, mothers, teachers, activists, thinkers, land stewards, and earth defenders who carried different stories of the world than those that fuel narratives of empire.
To be a seed keeper in these times is a revolutionary act. Remembrance is liberation.
Illustration & collage //
2026
Palestine is representative of all of us. It reveals the vast polarization of the deepest dehumanization, horrific violence, genocidal and eco-cidal tendencies of our collectivity as well as the fierce resistance, care, love, compassion, and willingness to create a different world. Every effort to combat this hellscape is an act towards liberation.
illustration & collage // 2025
:: Emerging from the Spring Equinox, this piece is an honoring of the Sunbird ~ of Palestinian resistance ~ olive seeds, prickly pear cacti, and poppies. How the land speaks through these beings and reminds us of the interconnectedness between place, non-human kin, justice and humanity.
May we see how the struggle for Palestinian liberation is not only a cry for healing legacies of violence and the dismantling of colonial and neo-colonial empires, but is simultaneously the Earth’s cry for justice.
I was recently reading an article about Anton Khalilieh, a Palestinian bird-watcher who expressed how some of the best bird-watching spots in the West Bank are on illegal Israeli settlements, which Palestinians are not allowed access to. Bird watching is largely luxurious and inaccessible due to the ongoing genocide/political climate, lack of funds, time, and access.
To live in a world where systemic disconnection from the Earth…from the ability to witness the birds and listen to their calls, to drink clean water from the rivers, to have a deep knowing and understanding of the ecosystems we are apart of~ this disconnection is a powerful and dominant strategy of empire. The logic behind life-destroying regimes reveal to us how genocide and ecocide are deeply intertwined.
So I sit with the beautiful sunbird as a reminder of how birds defy borders, defy nation-states, defy carceral systems~ free to roam this Earth as was intended for all beings. I’d like to think of birdsong as the songs of liberation. To be in slowness enough to listen, to remember our humanity, to remember that we are part of this Earth, is already an act of resistance.
The silencing of anti-genocide voices will not succeed.
Illustration & Collage //
2026
I originally created this piece for the arrival of spring (Spring Equinox/ Ostara) ~ when all life and other beings around me were beginning to emerge, waking up from months of hibernation. I’ve always been drawn to the symbolic essence of eggs and spent some time in various places where rabbits/hares were common sightings. I’ve also been drawn to making Cairns (stacked rocks) ever since I was a child ~ they feel so deeply relevant for the times we are in. Not only have they been used as markers to indicate pathways—but they feel like a visual representation of space, time, change, and the building blocks that are necessary to get there.
While we are now coming into the Summer Solstice, longer days and shorter nights, may we tend to our internal and communal cairns. Similar to seeds that eventually grow, evolve and shape shift into other forms ~ each stone of the cairn must be carefully selected and placed before the other stones can emerge into one whole. As we build movements, coalitions, and community that fight for liberation and resist fascist, neocolonial, technocratic regimes/empire, Mama Earth is always there—leading the way in what she has to teach us. Each stone leads to the next, from one generation to the next. It’s everywhere, all around us ~ and has been since the beginning of time.
Illustration & collage //
2024
Inspired by the myth of the Brocken spectre
Illustration & Collage //
2024
Summer Solstice channeling today, inspired by and created while listening to the how to survive the end of the world podcast by Adrienne Maree Brown and Autumn Brown.
“All things are breaking and can never be broken” ~ absolute magic ✨so many reflections, rituals, ruminations and connections in these times. Grateful for this medicine.
Illustration & Collage //
2023
In solidarity with all resistance and liberation movements against settler occupation, colonialism, neocolonialism, apartheid, capitalism and neoliberalism.
