Emmy's Blog
A Place to Begin
A new collection of original paintings exploring movement, intuition, and the spaces between what we can describe and what we simply feel.
A Place to Begin
A new collection of original paintings exploring movement, intuition, and the spaces between what we can describe and what we simply feel.
The Art of Paying Attention
Sometimes inspiration isn't found in grand ideas or finished paintings. It's hidden in the evening light across a hallway, the texture of a blanket, the sound of rain, or the...
The Art of Paying Attention
Sometimes inspiration isn't found in grand ideas or finished paintings. It's hidden in the evening light across a hallway, the texture of a blanket, the sound of rain, or the...
Why I Keep Returning to the Unknown
I've always been drawn to the unknown—not because I expect answers, but because curiosity has a way of revealing something deeper. In this reflection, I explore how intuition, wonder, and...
Why I Keep Returning to the Unknown
I've always been drawn to the unknown—not because I expect answers, but because curiosity has a way of revealing something deeper. In this reflection, I explore how intuition, wonder, and...
An Unexpected Invitation
Sometimes opportunities arrive when you least expect them. I recently received an unexpected invitation after someone searched for my brand on Faire, opening the door to a new chapter in...
An Unexpected Invitation
Sometimes opportunities arrive when you least expect them. I recently received an unexpected invitation after someone searched for my brand on Faire, opening the door to a new chapter in...
The Mask Comes Off
We mirror what we were modeled as children. As I've reflected on my mother's life, the roles she carried, and the beliefs I inherited, I've begun to question how much...
The Mask Comes Off
We mirror what we were modeled as children. As I've reflected on my mother's life, the roles she carried, and the beliefs I inherited, I've begun to question how much...
Giving Her What I Couldn’t Have
A reflection on preparing for my daughter’s first dance recital and birthday party, the emotional crash afterward, and the realization that sometimes we give our children the experiences we longed...
Giving Her What I Couldn’t Have
A reflection on preparing for my daughter’s first dance recital and birthday party, the emotional crash afterward, and the realization that sometimes we give our children the experiences we longed...