Flying the Coup to Freedom in Canada

A Personal Celebration of Indigenous Eastern N.C. Cultural Heritage ~ From the Last Toisnot Tuscarora Gatekeeper Yesterday, while braiding my hair, Felicia Farmer asked me how I felt about my upcoming trips to Calgary, Canada and New Orleans. I told her I was fearful because I’m alone and, as a woman, I don’t want toContinue reading “Flying the Coup to Freedom in Canada”

Otahpiaaki 2018 Workshop Preview

Link to YouTube Movie previewing next weeks workshops at Otahpiaaki 2018.

Momma & Me: Indigo Blues & Slow Stitching

Sunday was my birthday and I had a writing assignment in my Loft Literary Center class to write a 26 sentence story.  I had never heard of such a thing but the idea is to begin each sentence with the letters in the alphabet, i.e. A, B, C etc.  The hardest for me was “X”,Continue reading “Momma & Me: Indigo Blues & Slow Stitching”

My Indigo Blues Journey

I’m a Teaching Artist from a family of teachers and women who loved sewing, quilting, dyeing fabric, weaving rugs, embroidery and crochet.  I grew up in a multi-generational home where handmade was a way of life.  I earned a BFA at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill in Studio Art with concentrations inContinue reading “My Indigo Blues Journey”

Free Writing, Drawing, Indigo Dyeing & Stitching: Marks 4 Healing

A Healing Balm To Comfort Grief:  Free Writing, Drawing, Indigo Dyeing & Stitching As an acknowledgment to my momma’s Crossing Over one month today, I’m sharing my Free Write Blog post. To honor promises that I made to my momma, Doris Lee Jones, her mother, Minnie Eva Woodard and my grandmother caregiver, Mattie (Yat) BurnetteContinue reading “Free Writing, Drawing, Indigo Dyeing & Stitching: Marks 4 Healing”

A New Year With Penland On My Mind

The blessing of a new year is the privilege to roll the dial back to 001. Being at one signifies a new day, a brand new start, having another opportunity to get living life right. My reward to myself is a continuous 28-day pledge to draw, make color and journal the process. I’m a teachingContinue reading “A New Year With Penland On My Mind”

Crying The Blues Away

After crying for twenty hours because I’m going to be an orphan soon, I surrender all. I’m at the end of my bloodline because I’m dirt and river water. I’m Toisnoit Skaru:re to Contentnea Creek, a Gatekeepers off-spring that hid in plain sight for 300 years. I’m this black earth where people from Fort Neyuheru:keContinue reading “Crying The Blues Away”