The Cost of Hate and Distraction
The world can feel so dark sometimes that it’s impossible to know if there is any good left and we can get so lost in the noise that constant distraction makes. Too preoccupied with things to buy and things to do and people to see and places to go and pictures to take and videos…
Twin Flame
You said you were my soul mate, But that simply wasn’t true. I couldn’t see what we were while we were in it, Blinded by how much I wanted you. But this time, when you went away, I started to pay attention. I noticed the things you didn’t think I would catch, The backhanded compliments…
“Start where you are. Use what you have. Do what you can.” – Arthur Ashe
If you’re waiting for your “Come to Jesus” moment, it’s here. I haven’t been “religious” since I was a kid. Raised Southern Missionary Baptist in a little church in the backwoods of Missouri. Our preachers were a circulating cast from other churches, and every week was a two-hour sermon on the evils of the world.…
Almost but not quite
I’m almost pretty, but not quite, because when I look in the mirror, my face looks like a stranger. I’m almost intelligent, but not quite, because even though I have numerous degrees, I struggle to put them to use, as I tend to get overwhelmed easily and quit. I’m almost sexy, but not quite, because…
A Little Sketch Therapy
Okay, guys, how about another page of sketches? Consider this my virtual gallery…or more appropriately, my refrigerator door that I’m letting you look at, each piece held up with a bunch of kooky mismatched magnets. Title: Time to Die This theme appears regularly in my creative work. It’s a combination of the political instability of…
Sketching Through Trauma: Personal Reflections
I’ve created a lot of sketches, so I’ll break them up into multiple posts. Some of these sketches have serious trauma behind them. Please keep in mind that I use art as therapy, so some content might be triggering. Title: Bleed For Me This was my first attempt at a complex composition. I spent an…
Art Update
I’m trying to dig myself out of a heartbreak-fuelled haze. FYI, the dating scene in 2025 is as much of a DUMPSTER FIRE as being ALIVE in 2025, so at least there is consistency in the insanity. What better to do with manic, angry, angsty energy than create a little art? I have been neglecting…
A Letter For My Nerdy Viking
“Come back. Even as a shadow, even as a dream.” – Euripides Dear Brian, So, I lied. I can’t wait forever for you. You never choose me, so I’m going to. I can only hope that someday you will come around, but I’m not gonna be waiting forever. Whatever happens is gonna happen, because I…
My Truth (A part of it, anyway)
Tonight I finished reading “My Dark Vanessa” by Kate Elizabeth Russell. It took me two days to read the novel. It was impossible to put down and also brutally painful to read. I don’t want to give a book review here. Instead, I want to talk about how this book made me feel. A few…
The Invisible Costs of Living with Mental Illness
Let’s talk about what last week cost me I don’t know how other people deal with this, but about once a week, I have a moment of lucidity from my multitude of mental illnesses. During this moment of clarity, I must clean up the mess of the week before. It turns in to a race…
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Cathy Marie Bown 