That Body Witch

01/09/2026

If I created a posing and framing guide, would you be interested in learning a good flow with details on how I got each post as well as each angle/framed image?

Think things like:
• Bed Flow
• Wall Flow
• Floor Flow
• Couch Flow
• Chair Flow
• Male Flow
• Couples Flow

Everything would show the same or similarly situated posing/images on different body types.

Are you excited to learn more?

01/06/2026

01/02/2026

Here’s your annual reminder that healing is not a thing to be done, but rather a way to live.

You choose yourself every day. Whether that choice is to care for yourself, neglect yourself, ignore yourself, or celebrate yourself… You choose yourself every day.

And that is healing.

01/02/2026

Indulge
Reflect
Touch
See
Love

12/24/2025

Just bringing some unexpected joy to your feed. ✨

12/22/2025

The feeling of being stripped and raw.

Of being seen when all you want to do is hermit yourself away.

It will all pass.

It has every time before.

It will every time after.

Witness it and let it pass.

12/20/2025

In 2026 I want to do more trades with artists and humans I love, adore, and trust!

Let’s gooooo!!

Do you have a service or project you’d love to trade for anything I have listed here? How about something you think I’d love but don’t have marked on the screen?

DM me and let’s get together in the new year!

12/20/2025

Me to me anytime I sit with a thought instead of consulting my council of like minded weirdos.

Reminding myself that it’s okay to validate myself rather than seeking outside sources.

Allowing myself to come to my own terms without the external influence of others lenses.

And not because I don’t trust and value them, but because I need to learn to trust and value myself more.

I can be my own council.

I am not hiding. I am ripening.

12/18/2025

A capture of a lovely dancer from the Oklahoma City Ballet sometime around 2018.

12/18/2025

One from the olden days circa 2017ish.

12/15/2025

It’s been 4 months since I picked up my camera on purpose.

Between the depression and letting go of the dedicated creative space, I kind of forgot that I’m actually pretty good at it when I apply myself.

I need a muse to roll around in the sheets with me once in a while. I think it would help me out of this funk.

Anyway, enjoy this detail shot with from back in May.

09/09/2025

In a recent activity for self-exploration, I realized that I was being seen.

Both by my own awareness, but by that of someone else.

It would have been appropriate to “perform” in that moment, but instead I chose to embrace the oddness that settled into my skin from being perceived.

And then, yet again, I got curious.

I wonder why I’m open to being seen when it’s a “seen” I deem approved.

I wonder why I feel so strongly when I can hear myself singing (because singing was part of the exploration).

I’m not a great singer, but I also was invited to make sounds that weren’t supported by the societal “good” we tend to respond to.

Singing poorly was part of the goal.

Yet, still I felt the squidge.

So I’ll continue to explore this and see where I land.

Because I want to live in my body comfortably, even when things aren’t in alignment with the societal “good” of things.

Duality within is essential.

And discomfort comes when growth is on the horizon.

So here we go! Singing through the squidge, and embracing the growth that comes with it.