I’ve been knocking around social media writing for 13 years. I got an Instagram within a month of it coming out. I have seen it grow and change for more than a decade. I have particularly been watching the poetry community on Instagram about that long. I watched Rupi Kaur and Nayyirah Waheed rise and… Continue reading Criticism for Exhibitionist Healing
Alabama Abandon Blog
Deconstructing the Muse
Through history there are these women who hide adjacent to great artists as the subjects of their work. They stood posed for hours, ran with artist scenes, or nurtured the artist’s inspiration. Imperfect women. Loud, usually countercultural women who were not afraid to be naked for art or struggle openly with their mental health. The… Continue reading Deconstructing the Muse
Shop and Services
Maternity Leave Picture me in bright pink overalls running (never walking) around Lowe Mill with rolls of Hagaki paper under my arm, a baby in a sling, and a three-year-old in a stroller. This is life as a working mother in a childcare shortage. I am not alone. The pandemic strained the childcare industry to… Continue reading Shop and Services
You Are at an Open Market
I live in Huntsville, Al where the artists are centralized. I love it. Everywhere you go, an open market that needs vendors like me. I have met so many extraordinary people in my booths. One day Tap Tap Tintype’s gonna take the show on the road and go to open markets everywhere we can. Until… Continue reading You Are at an Open Market
Collage Portraits
Custom Art Services I am excited to offer a new service: Collage Portraits. People come to me all the time with their extraordinary stories. I have found a unique way to put them on paper. Send me a picture of you or your loved one, tell me a story, and let me make you an… Continue reading Collage Portraits
Welcome In
It is nice to meet you in a brand new place. It is good to have some room to spread out. Don’t you think? Honey, it’s New Year’s Eve. I am on a back porch in Alabama. Under a tin roof that seems to meet the stars when you look out from under it. The… Continue reading Welcome In
Someone tell my tongue…
Someone tell my tongue / what the honey is made of… Hello WordPress, I have been feeling a little cooped up lately. But I can’t say I know quite what to do with this much space. Would you look at these rafters? It deserves a whistle, but it’s not that kind of medium. What do… Continue reading Someone tell my tongue…
Amanda Jo
This woman who lets you hold the fire in your water on the outside. This force who lets you storm and will still catch you on the flip-side Find all of the night that she has caverned in her wild eyes. Hear her speak her peace in front of forests on the fireside. “I am… Continue reading Amanda Jo