[sign up for my newsletter in bio to get in the restock list!] In continuing my life’s theme of All Ceramic Everything, please welcome my latest creation— The Never-Ending Notepad! For today’s to-do’s and tomorrow’s dreams!! An eco friendly handmade ceramic dry-erase board intended to keep track of your memos, lists, doodles and love notes. Each ceramic board can be reused indefinitely due to how easy it is to clean and comes with its own fine tip pen. I’m so proud of this creation which has already saved dozens of my notepads from the landfill. My squiggly brain depends on my infinite lists to function, and this was my answer to the call. PS— I made it the size it is so the lists don’t extend too far and become overwhelming… I have a couple decades of experience in this realm :~) I hope you love it too 📝

‘Blue Ruin’ — My favourite piece I created for the @mudhouseart exhibition built around a 3000 year old shard of pottery I found on the ground at Gournia, an ancient Minoan site on Crete. I didn’t have a plan of what to make when I got here, I was an open vessel. But when I held these hand-formed fragments in my own hands I felt so deeply moved by how pottery has always been a binding force throughout our human existence, a part of every time period, culture, social class, and function in both life and death, peace and war— it’s held us through it all. Thousands of years later, there it was, a piece of a mug or pitcher resting on the same earth it was dug from. A major mind and heart explosion for me. I wanted to honour it in a reimagined way, coloured by the present and in the powerful electric blue that moves me with an inexplicable force. Seeing it together felt like some kind of quantum leap, a non-linear expression of timelessness and togetherness. Thank you @mudhouseart for giving me a place and chance to explore the deeper parts of my work and self, in the most beautiful and supportive atmosphere. PS all shards are staying in Greece where they belong🏺Despite my very human desires ;)

Hello! Today is my birthday, which is the most vulnerable day of the year for me (fellow Aquarians, can you relate?). I thought I would keep the momentum going and share something that I am terrified to release. Apparently it’s good to lean into the spaces you want to completely run and hide from and today I do just that. After over a year in the making, I share with you ‘The Sanctuary’—my online home in which I warmly welcome you into. Born from a lifelong passion of seeking, and sometimes finding, I’ve built a welcoming cyber abode to house all my personal insights, resources, thoughts, experiences, and of course, inspirations. I’ve wanted to create a more efficient way to share all that helps me with as many as possible in a way that feels nurturing and beautiful. It’s a place to share the more personal parts of my lived experience, as well as offer the insights and references I’ve been collecting for decades—in a more efficient and intimate manner. Updated weekly, The Sanctuary is where I share how I support my ADHD as a creative entrepreneur, my personal journal, original recipes, playlists, books, and films categorized by mood, and an extensive list of all my travel destinations, guided meditations, inspired imagery, resources for my favourite healers, and so much more. Like all of you, I have felt my soul go through many changes over the past few years. I have gotten clear on what I want more of and what I want less of, what truly fulfills me and what has turned into noise. It is my intention to be of greater service to my incredible community in this new way, and I hope you will join me. The Sanctuary is officially live @thesanctuarybyrachel Thank you so much for reading and being here with me, I appreciate you all more than I can say.

Mornings on Hydra at the residency, captured by my @zoelena_ 🖤 I just uploaded an hour long recap and review of my experience on this magical, transformative, hypnotic land that’s live now on @thesanctuarybyrachel 🎙️ It was unlike anything I’ve partaken in before and the revelations that came forth were not what I expected but in fact just what I needed. Have a listen if you’d like the details 🕊️ #YAPAFOREVER

I’ve spent very little time in my life thinking about the fact that I have no post-secondary education. I’ve always been a self-guided learner and I am a proficient student of YouTube. I’ve scrapped things together on my own terms pretty well regardless of a degree and was lucky to find a path that served me while evading tuition fees. But giving myself this past month to live in a big stone villa with a bunch of strangers (quick to become friends), bonded by experimentations in new mediums, the exchange of knowledge, deep talks, and late nights— I feel enriched by an experience I didn’t know I was missing. It felt like a snippet of a sorority, an art school vignette under the most ideal circumstances. Our dormitory looked more like a scene from Call Me By Your Name and our daily classes revolved around swimming in the sea and leisurely cracking into the table of art supplies to see what wanted to come forth. I wrote poetry and read for the first time in ages and made cyanotypes and smudged charcoal into a big group painting and for the first time in my adult life felt like I didn’t have to sing for my supper. I could just make subpar expressions with no emphasis on outcome and move on to the next. I think an important part of tapping into your innate creativity is learning how to do it consistently and dropping the need for everything to be profound. It keeps the taps on so the good stuff can flow freely when it’s ready. I’ll be sharing the rest of my takeaways over on @thesanctuarybyrachel this week, so if you’re craving an experience like this one stay tuned and I’ll be talking about my honest reflections. 1. The Super 8 we all passed around which I’m excited to see the footage from 2. Washing off my first cyanotype in the back yard 3. My lace undies imprinted on indigo under the Grecian sun 4. Collecting the patterns from the vintage lace I was so enamoured with 5. Cyanotype cherubs from the curtains 6. A dramatic moment of evening artistry 7. Painting with natural pigments collected from the island 8. Drawing people’s auras with pencil crayons 9. Failed lace cyanotype cause it was too windy 10. Getting my degree in boat lounging

Pieces of Hydra 🌀 I’ve been letting myself mostly just play on this residency, knowing that the best channellings and ideas follow that flow. I’ve been going around pressing modelling clay into different engravings and textures of the island, collecting the different traces of life and magic this place holds. I’ve been taking it all in like a child of wonder, filling my wallet with rocks that seem sacred in the moment and my pockets with a profound amount of pottery shards. So many special little fragments of this trip I wish I could keep collecting in my hands forever but that’s not how it works and the best ones are intangible anyhow. Pic of me snapped by my @zoelena_ dearest 💋

Clay is probably one of the least portable mediums. In all its stages… hello shipping costs, breakages, and lower back aches… So while I’m here and clayless in Greece, taking my time to experience spaciousness and rethink my approach to what I want to make of this life; I’m looking around to see what else I have at my fingertips. Sculpting was never a part of my practice other than for play because it felt like a luxury of time I couldn’t afford. But time is relative and it’s now the slow and gentle gestures I crave. And an interactive medium is always something I’ll look for. Since I’m here, I’m curious what can be done with a nice block of feta 🍶 stay tuned to see 🌀

My takeaways from living with 10 beautiful women artists on a small island in Greece through my residency with @descoverartists: 1. People really do need time to sit and drink and eat together for hours on end 2. Making a mess is mandatory 3. Going for a daily walk is necessary 4. Comparison ceases creation 5. Fluidity feeds expansion 6. Play is restorative 7. Rest is productive

Somehow, serendipitously, and rather ceremoniously, today is the last restock of my RSC collection AND coincidentally the first day of my artist residency into the great unknown. I didn’t plan it this way, but divine timing surely had a hand in it. Grateful for happy endings and new beginnings, beautiful spaces and friendly faces, and the opportunity to rest and channel my next exploration. The last of my pieces are on the line now waiting for their final forever homes 🏺 And I will be here for the month if you need me 🧿

I’m back in Greece now, which is where I originally created the prototype for the Infinite Spiral Vase this time last year. Made from unfired clay that I hauled up the mountain and blue house paint from a sign painter, I created this piece to perfectly cradle a thousands year old pottery shard I had found while walking with an archaeologist. I wanted to reimagine it’s life and where it came from, bridging two sets of hands through time, space, and millennia. I made it for the final exhibition in my residency and left it with a kind Greek man who fell in love with it. The Infinite Spiral Vase will be in this Friday’s *Final* Restock. I’m now about to embark on my 3rd artist residency and am making way for all sorts of new magic and ideas to come through. Once the ceramic pieces are gone, they’re gone baby 💙 out of the old, into the blue 🌀

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TBH I think everyone should sit quiet near a little stream and listen