Where the Prairie Meets the Sky: nēhiyaw-iskwēw о̄ma niya

tawāw nitotēmak, Honey Constant nitisīyikasо̄n, nēhiyaw-iskwēw о̄ma niya. Welcome friends, my name is Honey Constant. I am a Plains Cree woman from Sturgeon Lake First Nation in Saskatchewan, Canada. I am a woman of the Great Plains and I think one of the biggest misconceptions of the prairies is that there is nothing but flat… Read More Where the Prairie Meets the Sky: nēhiyaw-iskwēw о̄ma niya

ink and stone: thin places // Sophia’s #TheIsolationJournals prompt response

Language can be beautiful, but it’s also clumsy, a burden. Whenever I write it’s like trying to pin down something that never had a form to begin with. Trying to explain movement in perfect stillness, looking for the connection. Looking for thin places. — Sophia Mirashrafi… Read More ink and stone: thin places // Sophia’s #TheIsolationJournals prompt response

to whomsoever first owned this spindle // an initial #TheIsolationJournal prompt response from Sophia Mirashrafi

But it’s never the jewels and treasure I’m interested in. I’ve always been drawn to the artefacts without shine: ordinary small things, the things that somebody would have used every day. I wrote my letter to a stranger from history who could answer that little voice in my head at the museum. – Sophia Mirashrafi… Read More to whomsoever first owned this spindle // an initial #TheIsolationJournal prompt response from Sophia Mirashrafi

let us welcome new myths so they can welcome us // reflections on Pre-Raphaelite art, beauty, adventure, and imagination

Myth is a wave we ride, a wake we create, a lee in which we rest, and the water in which we swim. How can the work of the Pre-Raphaelites help us recreate myths of beauty, adventure, and imagination?… Read More let us welcome new myths so they can welcome us // reflections on Pre-Raphaelite art, beauty, adventure, and imagination