Things Are Rough

ErinUncategorized19 Comments

I am so stressed out I feel like I’m going to break and I feel like I’m not allowed to talk about half of what is burdening me so much. I certainly shouldn’t post about it on the internet. I feel bound and gagged. What feels like the icing on the cake of awfulness is that Canada Post is about … Read More

ErinThings Are Rough

Daisies and Bruises Funded For Another Year

ErinUncategorized4 Comments

Hello lovely readers! The other day I posted about being afraid that I couldn’t afford to keep Daisies and Bruises afloat. Within minutes of posting it, a few friends texted me asking what I needed, and in a whirlwind of guilt I took the post down. I couldn’t, however, undo the fact that my post had been sent to everyone … Read More

ErinDaisies and Bruises Funded For Another Year

You Matter and There is hope

ErinThe Big Picture, Uncategorized9 Comments

Sometimes I cross paths with another person when I’m out in the world, and they make an impression on me. For a fleeting instant, I see something in their eyes or their actions that tells me that they are in pain. It often happens on the days that I’m feeling a lot of pain. I never know the stranger’s circumstance, … Read More

ErinYou Matter and There is hope

Art Show Inspiration

ErinLocal Events, Uncategorized6 Comments

My critical writer voice gets louder and harsher as the dates pile up between my entries on Daisies and Bruises. The less I write, the more ideas I have, and the more I reprimand myself for not writing. There are so many rules I’m learning about writing an effective blog, but sometimes I feel like the most important part of … Read More

ErinArt Show Inspiration

Psychiatric Intensive Care Unit

ErinPsych Ward, The Mental Health System, Uncategorized17 Comments

I’m finally ready to write about this. You know how I’ve talked about there being an infinite amount of rock bottoms, at least in my life? During my last hospital stay, I ended up in the Psychiatric Intensive Care Unit for the first time in my twelve years of being in London Ontario’s mental health care system. To back up … Read More

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Trust: Art and Asking (inspired by Amanda Palmer)

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It’s Sunday morning, I’m watching a TED talk and I’m bawling. Sitting here in my pink cupcake pajamas, with my glasses on, no makeup, and a dog on my lap. And I’m crying good tears, tears of being allowed to feel and to hope and to ASK. I make my living as an artist and my art is largely about … Read More

ErinTrust: Art and Asking (inspired by Amanda Palmer)

George Stroumboulopoulos Interview

ErinUncategorized4 Comments

*I have delayed posting this due to the trolls that came out from under their bridges to spam my blog when I last posted about George Stroumboulopoulos. I am leaving comments open on this post for now, and I beg everyone to please ignore the trolls who try to bash the CBC everywhere they can.* Enjoy the great interview via … Read More

ErinGeorge Stroumboulopoulos Interview

My Art and Writing Published!

ErinThe Big Picture, Uncategorized9 Comments

Picture an eighteen-year-old me, hiding in the basement of my family’s house. I have magazine clippings surrounding me and a blank piece of black paper on the floor in front of me. I feel overwhelmed, misunderstood, passionate, and angry. I feel smothered and silenced to the point of eruption. I am terrified.  I don’t know what the catalyst was but … Read More

ErinMy Art and Writing Published!

The Carousel

ErinThe Big Picture, Uncategorized1 Comment

I forget if I’ve told you that I live next door to a daycare for preschool-aged children. They play in the yard between my building and theirs, and sometimes I’m lucky enough to catch some of their conversations. As I was stepping off my porch this morning I saw a girl in a pink snow suit sort of lounging by … Read More

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If a Girl Falls in the Woods

ErinUncategorized6 Comments

If you don’t leave a footprint, do you exist? If you came and went and no one saw you, does it even matter that you were there? In high school, either no one called home when I skipped class or else my parents didn’t care if I had. Both my family and my school knew about my mental health problems, … Read More

ErinIf a Girl Falls in the Woods