His Head in a Negative Spin Cycle for Autumn — Hope turns into dispair during the Autumn within Helios’s head. Negative thoughts breed in there like an exponential rabbit warren breeding bunnies. Only the thoughts are neither cute or fluffy! He has experienced trauma for much of his life. Most of it brutal. …

Is this the demise of my Visual Journal? Toward the end of 2022, I felt a familiar fog growing in my head. Its not my first incident of brain fog. This time it was spurred on by some almost fatal allergies and the inclement weather. …

Planning is usless. Not even my buju could save my soul this year so I took an extended break. Winter was hell. And I'm almost a starving artist because of it. This last winter was so harsh. For almost three entire months l found myself cocooned in so many layers…

This Gnarly Knobby Tree Wants to Kill Me!! Hell *Photo by Rhoda Anne young* I posted an article here a few days ago about the storm brewing above the Tangled Teepee! Now I really wish I’d KEPT MY MOUTH SHUT! To catch you all up on the detail - there…

There's a Storm Brewing Above the Tangled Teepee This is the view from my tent door in all its splendid glory. I live amongst nature & love it, but really would like a more stable home. The Wild & Windy Western Woods I live in is old & derelict. And…

Inspired by the rainiest night Rain rain go away …. I’m not gonna come out & play Come back when … .. I’ve got my boat that floats allowing me to live remote…

Helios left the tent bright & early on Thursday morning. He gave me no clue as to any disturbing thoughts in his head. But I guess they must have been there. Lurking in the darkest recesses. This isn’t the first incidents of this kind. …

You’ve probably noticed, dear readers, how I haven’t been very present with my writing lately. There seems to always be something preventing my consistency. This time it was a combination of Helios’s PTSD and Mother Nature that proclaimed “ Rhoda you shall write no more!” Helios’s PTSD was antagonised by…

The long overdue construction of our new tent & spring cleaning were unavoidable! — How dee all, It’s been more than a week since I’ve put pen to paper or a single finger on my drunken delinquent keyboard. This is just how things pan out at the Tangled Teepee. It’s not for a lack of planning or ideas or writer’s block but, because of…