Chaotic Art Club

Welcome, fellow Chaotic.

Chaotic Art Club is a monthly envelope of art, authenticity, and vulgarity—because swearing is literally self-care.

Each month is built around a word, theme, or unruly little idea that has been knocking around in my brain demanding attention. Together, we use it to investigate what it means to live authentically, scrape off the barnacles of everyone else’s opinions, and hear our own voices a little more clearly.

Because we all have voices in our heads.

We need to make sure they’re kind.

And if you’ve spent so long being who everyone else expected you to be that you’re no longer entirely sure what your voice sounds like, maybe we can find it here.

Each monthly envelope includes:

• Field Guide to the Mortal Realm — my letter to you, exploring the month’s theme, the chaos reigning in my brain, and this ongoing experiment in becoming more completely ourselves.

• An original collage print — inspired by one of my hand-snipped bits and the visual world I’ve been collecting, cutting, saving, and obsessing over for decades.

• A collectible trading card featuring one of my favorite freaks, geeks, brutes, trolls, and other inhabitants of the inner kingdom. Our freaks are our friends. We should all be exercising our demons.

• Word of the Month card — because words matter. Learn it. Use it. Embody it. Sit with it. See what happens.

• Journal card with prompts, a Spotify playlist, and the month’s Gritty Bev pairing: a little grit for those who want alcohol and a little tea for those who don’t. Grit-tea. Get it? /snort/

• Stickers, because I firmly believe nearly every available surface can be improved by one.

• A bookmark, because books and words are my life.

Listen, opening interesting mail should feel like discovering treasure.

Everything is meant to be used however the hell you want: glue it into a journal, pin it above your desk, stick it to your mirror, mail it to a friend, use it as a coaster, hoard it in a beautiful box, or keep it nearby as a reminder that you are allowed to be loud, strange, soft, unfinished, excessive, contradictory, and entirely yourself.

This is not polished, polite, pastel mail.

It is a loud little monthly art ritual for anyone craving more creativity, more self-trust, more joy, and fewer rules about who they are supposed to be.

Every word, idea, collage, character, prompt, and strange little piece of this world is written, created, selected, assembled, or dreamed up by me. When another artist’s original work appears in something I create, I will always make every effort to credit them. In a world increasingly crowded with AI-generated imagery and unattributed creativity, the human hand—and the human soul behind it—matter deeply to me.

We have spent enough time playing characters written by other people in our own lives.

Eventually, we have to take the pen back.

Reign your world.
Hail thyself.

Create Chaos.

If sovereignty sounds good to you—

welcome to the Rabble, oh lovely Chaotic!