Untie the shapeless beast in faceless relief… All the heart needs Unwinding winds of memory in a future free to find… Light always outruns time About the artist: Natalie is 65% Swedish, 45% German, 35% English, 1% Cherokee, 400% Goofball, 400% Rebel. Most days she is too tall to wear pants. She is best known for her solid math skills, bad handwriting, and reliable sarcasm.
Silently she speaks, in shades between the Sun and it’s Disappearance. She holds the echoes between every finger and every bone. Natalie resides in Peoria, Arizona, with family. Her artistic journey has taken many twists and turns but photography and writing have become the primary outlets for her artistic expression. She is an artist at Offset.com, Lensdrop and Adobe. Her work/photography has been published by National Geographic Your Shot, Lensbaby, Beyond the Wanderlust, and has been licensed for […]
Preface Oh writing!! What a journey it is each and every time! My writing and self-portraiture feed off of each other. Recently, I noticed that water has been a common theme in my self-portraits. Because it is my goal to explore my inner landscape through self-portraiture, I thought I might gain some insight if I delved into the theme of water by writing. My initial line of thought as I began to write centered around Natalie Wood, who […]
the blow of broken knees bends with my breath and sinks in my silence occupying where you no longer are snagged on your clockwork heart Full poem here. Natalie resides in Peoria, Arizona, with her husband, two children, and two dogs. Her artistic journey has taken many twists and turns but photography and writing have become the primary outlets for her artistic expression. She is an artist at Offset.com, Lensdrop and Adobe. Her work/photography has been published by National Geographic Your […]
Preface It has been almost a year since this story was written. The writing process fascinates me in so many ways. Having taken nearly a year off from working on it or even reading it, then going back to it, I was struck with how this particular piece has become a personal manifesto of sorts-it marks a turning point and perhaps was a catalyst for personal development. The first draft of this story was written in conjunction with a very […]
I am a human nothing to do with me nothing to do with you everything to do with us Natalie resides in Peoria, Arizona, with her husband, two children, and two dogs. Her artistic journey has taken many twists and turns but photography and writing have become the primary outlets for her artistic expression. She is an artist at Offset.com, Lensdrop and Adobe. Her work/photography has been published by National Geographic Your Shot, Lensbaby, Beyond the Wanderlust, […]
Natalie resides in Peoria, Arizona, with her husband, two children, and two dogs. Her artistic journey has taken many twists and turns but photography and writing have become the primary outlets for her artistic expression. She is an artist at Offset.com, Lensdrop and Adobe. Her work/photography has been published by National Geographic Your Shot, Lensbaby, Beyond the Wanderlust, and has been licensed for ads by Samsung and other companies for advertisements. Her best days are filled with trying to […]
The unlady-like verified mystery windowed in hesitating stares leaning on unsteady sturdy knees every single day begs, borrows, repeats decaying songs from loving scars in the mirror fearing in the mirror breathing out steam fed by the sea Natalie resides in Peoria, Arizona, with her husband, two children, and two dogs. Her artistic journey has taken many twists and turns but photography and writing have become the primary outlets for her artistic expression. She is an artist at Offset.com, […]
This stormy afternoon Every story in stare Pulling my hair for Pages torn too soon A curtain of words Remain everywhere Pages and strands Pages and strands The night is absent Flickering cigarettes And green fairy absinthe Leaving your breath For my burdened body Made to never forget Vertical hands Vertical hands Falling at the day’s start Rising at it’s end Already so far away… taken by the fourth tide washed in it’s wave The just in […]
