Writing and photography, in rhythm.
This space is a curated archive of my creative work — reflections, field notes, and images that mark time and meaning. Some pieces began as Substack posts, now reclaimed and rehomed here. Others are new, unfolding in real time.
I publish here first. Substack serves as a distribution channel, but crowhurst.art is the canonical home.
Each post is a moment — visual, verbal, or both — offered without urgency, but with care.
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The Kindest Decision We Could Make
There are moments in life when feeling becomes difficult. Not absent. Not numb. Simply difficult. As though emotion has become a weight that must be carried rather than something that rises naturally within you. Since my father died, I have lived inside that quiet and disorienting space, where grief moves like a low tide, present…
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The Day After
Death did not arrive the way grief did. Grief swept in like weather on the moors, sudden and indifferent, a force that does not ask permission. Death came differently. It came slowly, step by step, breath by breath, until the body that held a life could no longer hold on. It took nine days for…
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Good Grief
Grief arrives like weather on the moors, sudden, uninvited, and entirely indifferent to whether you are ready for it. It sweeps in with a coldness that feels older than you are, older than the land itself, and yet somehow it carries a strange, aching warmth. A reminder that love has lived here. That love still…
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Five Months in Motion
A season of motion has defined these past five months — a stretch of travel, study, building, illness, and creative work that kept reshaping the ground beneath my feet. From California’s coastal trails to a meditation and yoga retreat in Mexico, from the intensity of the spring semester and the making of a hand‑bound photobook…
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Six Months of Shifting Ground
A season of shifting ground — six months shaped by caregiving, travel, technical graft, and the slow work of preparing for my MFA midpoint. Between repairing densitometers, rebuilding my workflow, and deepening A Landscape Under Threat, life unfolded in parallel: a daughter married, a new home began to take shape, and Minneapolis pressed in with…
