art with words

recently, i was reading through some old journals and decided to type up the poems contained therein and put them on a tumblr i made a while back. now that i’ve created this site, the question is whether i should bring some of those poems over here, or just start fresh with all new content. perhaps starting fresh will encourage me to do more writing.

my hope is to use this as a place to document all of my projects. i don’t really post to social media anymore… like, ever. so i’m frequently creating things that are seen by only a few people close to me. and though i’m ultimately making art for myself, i would also like to share it. i’ve grown immensely as an artist over the past few years, and it feels like a shame to keep it all hidden away simply because i’ve developed a social media aversion. bear with me while i become reacquainted with wordpress, as it’s been over a decade since i used it. (i also had to make a new account, because i don’t have access to the email associated with my old account.)

there’s no art in these words, but maybe this weekend i’ll write something new.

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emily mccormick,
artist.

i used to identify in more specific ways – writer, photographer, crafter. i’ve come to understand that they’re all branches of the same tree – that no matter the medium, what i’m creating is art.