I’m SO GLAD YOU’re HERE!

My name is Christine. I’m a writer, photographer, literature professor, and self-taught designer. I have a passion for helping people dig into the beauty in their everyday lives. I’m also a mama, a traveler, a gatherer of people, and a seeker of truth, beauty, and justice. 

I'm a writer but more than that I’m a creative. I'm one of those people who wither without beauty. Maybe you are, too? Often it's the things that come for free that feed my soul the most—a full moon swelling over a slab of Utah red rock, the doughy warmth of my child's hand. I'm after more than pretty pictures on Instagram. I'm after that Platonic ideal of beauty as a transforming, restorative force—the kind that disrupts power and heals division. And I believe in it. I really do.

I was that little girl building fairy houses in the backyard (before they were a thing) while devouring books like Anne of Green Gables and The Girl of the Limberlost. I started writing stories when I was seven years old and never really stopped. I loved to run my finger along the spines of mountains and snaking rivers in an old atlas my grandma gave us. I had this yearning, deep inside, to see the pyramids of Egypt, to speak Spanish under a sweltering sun, to test my fears against the edges of my known world.

I hope to remain curious, always. George Bernard Shaw once said, "I am not a teacher; only a fellow traveler of whom you asked the way. I pointed ahead—ahead of myself as well as you." I've taught and learned from many people over the years—college students, Quichua children in Ecuador, inner-city high-school students, children who live in the Guatemala City dump, women in a remote Kakchikel village in Guatemala, Ink & Stem students, Airbnb guests. In all those places, I've found that when we listen to each other with humility and respect, something magical can happen. The magic isn't me or you. It's us together. We are fellow travelers along the way.

Won't you join me? We've got beauty and truth to discover—together.

 

“Now here I have had an experience I shall not soon forget, something very precious, and private, and close to my soul; a feeling as though I had taken the world by surprise and seen it as it really is when off its guard—as though I had been quite near to the very core of things.”

Elizabeth von Arnim (1899)