Sarah Shotts (they/them)

@sarahshotts.com

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Artist. Author. Zinester. ✂️ Erstwhile Academic. 📖 Nonbinary. Autistic. Bi-romantic Ace. 🏳️‍🌈 sarahshotts.com are.na/sarah-shotts

Two books and a teal green typewriter. Entwined’s cover is a collage of vintage photographs and painted vines. Ember is a burned wood texture.
Book cover: Ember an art journal for parents. Design is burned wood layered with transparent white paint in drips and drops.
Digital collage zine cover: Wayward, Wonky & Wandering: a zine by two librarians for any and all researchers. Title is handwritten and letter cut outs on a circle being held by a photocopied hand.
Birdhouse gourds growing up gazebo of green pipes (a greenhouse without the plastic cover added) and a white metal house planter I thrifted beyond with morning glory leaves twining through.
Art for Social Change zine and typewritten postcards. Vintage buttons are on the cover including a yellow Buzzy Bee "be a helper", "try a little kindness", a retro earth pin that says "Don't blow it." an infinity symbol on an outer space badge, "bread not bombs" with a red flower", "yeah rights" in rainbow colors, "I'm on earth duty" and "I'm for wildlife" with a bird and wildflowers.
Sarah spins in colorful gleeman’s cloak with fluttering and textured patches. They are arranged in a multicolor ombre blending like a color wheel. Sarah has short brownish hair, pale skin and glasses.
Screencap of IG stories. Amie McNee in a vintage arts and crafts style orange robe with large letters on the back spelling We need your art.
Spectrum: a zine about neurodivergence on a wooden table. The title is made of letters cut from a magazine. The center is a color wheel made of watercolor washes bleeding into each other.
Two zines and magazine clippings on a wooden desk with scissors, gluestick and pencils. Both zines titles are cut out magazine letters: Chaos Gardening with leaf rubbings and Spectrum with a hand painted watercolor color wheel.
Postcards of Entwined book cover - a collage of textures with a vintage photograph of mother and child overlaid with illustrated vines
From the Compost Heap header. A pencil style illustration of a compost heap with flowers and plants growing around it. A bee buzzes by and a white rabbit hops by.
Printed images in a pile on my desk including maps, trees, spirals, artifacts, hag stones, reflections, etc. My typewriter and antique keys are also on the table.
Wallpaper featuring John William Waterhouse’s Boreas. A figure is buffeted by the wind and looking deep in thought. They are wrapped in a swathe of gray cloth over their clothing which billows out in the wind.
Author Amie McNee holds a large hand lettered sign that says “Artist, build a community not a following.” She is smiling dressed in cozy black sweats with a royal blue scarf draped around her neck. Beyond Amie you see the English countryside blanketed in fog.
Hadestown Live from London Vinyl record. Orpheus kneeling to Eurydice and rose petals fluttering as album art
Egwene, Nynaeve and Elayne in white dresses holding lanterns
Leaves and seed pods on a wooden bench. A small pale hand points at a yellow leaf.
Discover Your Creative Ecosystem by Sarah Shotts. The book has a landscape shown in the silhouette of a swallow. Autumn leaves surround the book on a wooden table.
1980s IBM computer. Small off white monitor with black and green screen spelling IBM sitting on a gray box with floppy disk drives (the big floppy floppies - not the smaller rigid ones) and a white and gray keyboard.
I met a lot of things on the way that astonished me. Tom Bombadil I knew already; but I had never been to Bree. Strider sitting in the corner at the inn was a shock, and I had no more idea who he was than had Frodo. The Mines of Moria had been a mere name; and of Lothlórien no word had reached my mortal ears till I came there. Far away I knew there were the Horse-lords on the confines of an ancient Kingdom of Men, but Fangorn Forest was an unforeseen adventure. I had never heard of the House of Eorl nor of the Stewards of Gondor. Most disquieting of all, Saruman had never been revealed to me, and I was as mystified as Frodo at Gandalf's failure to appear on September 22. J. R. R. Tolkien, in a letter to W. H. Auden, 7 June 1955 Photograph of a book page.
Two photographs of my textile piece front and back of an embroidery hoop on a stand. The front says “I’m fine” in an intricate font. The back is a mass of knots.
A narrow Christmas tree with wooden ornaments and bells in the corner of a white artist studio. There is a self with trucks, trees, a holden orb, and children's books. On the wall is a hobbit watercolor. In the window are gingerbread houses. A bird mobile hovers above.
Silhouette of a small mug held in front of an illuminated laptop screen. A word processor is open.
I'm a nonbinary human with pale skin, green glasses, and short brownish hair caught on camera laughing by my then four year old. I am wearing hand printed overalls with giant white leaves and a black shirt. My hands are in my pockets and my gray green art studio is behind me.
Teal green typewriter with an open carriage for cleaning sits on a wooden desk. Library style drawers and wart supplies are behind.