08/28/2024
Part ✌🏼of my brief origin story.
My journey up until now has made me more tender, more empathetic and more available to each of our own individual human experiences. I deeply enjoy when I see or wear something I’ve created. I find comfort in the knowing that I poured myself into something and it mostly always feels good. And, when what I’ve created captures the headspace and turmoil I was in at that moment I give myself permission to tear it up, burn it, give it away or throw it away. I know I will create again.
Writing poetry saved my life when my mom passed away.
During Covid I was so grateful to be living with my Besty who has always been a beacon of fun and creativity for the last 40 years!
And I am so proud of anytime I design and make a costume for a friend knowing that my grandma Wendleton taught me how to sew when I 10/11.
I carry all of my loved ones with me with me wherever I’m at, especially when I’m creating.
Please read issue #2
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& As my mom would say, “Get to know me.”
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With love & light,
Amanda Lin
Ps. Link in my story.
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