So excited to have some of my pins at @altarpdx - they have an incredible selection of handmade goods and would be a perfect place to stop by to get something special while supporting local if you live in the Portland area. If you don't live around here, I still have some of these beauties in my online shop and am doing a batch of shipping right now. Thanks @altarpdx for this lovely photograph and for being a place that supports so many artists. 🖤
Any good songs out there for these two to slow dance to? I'm thinking they need a playlist. .
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Shipping out another batch of prints and pins tomorrow to get y'all everything in time for Christmas including some of this limited edition beauty "Entangled" ♥️
Still time to get prints for the holidays :). I'm doing another big mailing batch today, so if you order now it'll go out in the next couple hours 💕
Just a reminder that December 8 is the last guaranteed by Christmas shipping date! I get the rest of my shipping tubes in tomorrow (they got delayed due to severe storms) and I'll be sending out the orders I currently have then. Thank you so much to everyone who has ordered a print, your support directly effects my ability to keep making art. I'm so overwhelming thankful. •
This print is:
Epoch Limited Edition x - Large Format Print
Signed and numbered edition limited to 100
18 x 24 in. (50.8 x 61 cm) – Slightly smaller than original drawing and a standard frame size for affordable framing.
Printed with archival inks which means the ink wont fade to last decades on an heavy weight photo-rag paper, thick and soft, similar to the paper the original drawing was made on. Link profile or christinamrozik.com
My intern is a potato.
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,
One clover, and a bee.
The revery alone will do,
If bees are few.
To make a prairie (1755)
Emily lolinson .
Sending love and encouragement to each and every one of you today. Holidays are reminders of both the beautiful and the heavy, so I hope above all, you can search for, find, and sit with the revery.
And the world rages on.
Don't delay! 🚨 Tomorrow is the last day for guaranteed shipping for Christmas. So much love to everyone who's ordered a print so far, my next batch is going out tomorrow ♥️🌲
Not all webs are spun by spiders, some are woven by our very nature. Our hands touch, hold and shape the ideas and relationships we surround ourselves with.
I hope this pin acts as a token of the bravery and kindness our bodies are capable of weaving; a reminder that we have a little bit of power and a little bit of say. And even though things are fragile, there is strength to be found (and maybe even a little magic) in our points of connection.
New Cats Cradle soft enamel pin. 32 mm, black set into polished rose gold. black rubber clasp. $12.
The world wants simplification. It wants order. It wants security, something clear to grasp.
But we are messy creatures, creative, and in constant flux. Our very natures are often hidden from ourselves, and we spend our lives searching our identities out.
As time passes and we grow into ourselves more fully, different aspects of our spirit rises up into the light. Much like the moon, our being waxes and wains and presents itself over and over, a cycle of discovery and mystery. There is always a wholeness there but it’s one we can’t always see, so we must trust that behind the shadow there is a depth to be found.
Rather than clinging to our past selves, perhaps we could coil around the present; holding ourselves lightly and allowing room for those shifts to occur.
Grasping the Moon.
45 mm, 2 color, Antique gold
hard enamel pin, smooth to the touch.
Double pin backing with grey rubber clasp. $15 link in bio 💕 or Christinamrozik.bigcartel.com
Big thanks to everyone who placed orders, im a packaging monster right now, they're coming your way slowly but surely!
Three of my babies are out in the world. Just dropped three prints in my online store ♥️ (link in profile). Thanks for looking and for supporting artists with your holiday shopping.
Some questions seem to have no answers. The pain of them lingers somewhere deep in the body, invisible because it’s so built into our structures we can’t see it. It’s built into our foundation, our bones— it’s hidden inside the sturdy stable thing that holds everything else together. I don’t know how to go about picking it apart but I know it needs to reveal itself, it needs to change. Something needs to erupt forth and blossom anew if I can muster the bravery to bear it. .
The question is then, how do we change the foundation to allow the core to blossom. Can I, the true me, the secret me beneath myself, the one that is separate from the social norms and parent’s expectations, the one who thinks unusual things in unusual ways, can I invade myself and pop up like weeds, blossoming in every nook and corner. Can I replace myself? .
It hurts to move forward. I often feel paralyzed, so tender and so in need of being comforted. I wonder if this new skeleton can embrace me, can hold the current me that is so delicate? .
Who is the I to which I speak in my mind? Who is the truth that works on instinct and deep knowledge, that internal decision maker I have to yet learn how to trust? Why did no one ever tell me she was there, and why did it take so long for me to realize how desperately I need her? .
I hope we can fall apart so that we can rebuild something integral, that we can bloom like the dandelion and spread our seeds in the winds of change, and grow a new skeleton in which to lean into. I hope in learning to look at the thing behind the thing, our vulnerability can find comfort in asking the questions together
Delicate, and possible. '
A print of Shadow Work drops tomorrow Nov 24 (link in bio). 10 am pst. This is probably the most personal piece of work I've made all year- an opening of my heart. Thanks for letting me share with you.