My name is Erika Morrison, and I am a Life Artist. That is the name God whispered over my darkest dust, and I continue to cling to its promise as I unpack its meaning. An Artist of Life. I see stories and symbols in the mundane and the mystery, and I weave them together here with what I believe is the deeper story, love expressed in the LIFE of Jesus.
My partner in this journey is my love, my Texas-tall, skinny-jean wearing, hottie husband of over a decade, Austin Morrison. I’ve stopped hiding my blushing cheeks as I thank the Lord for this mighty fine and mighty wonderful man. We raise and homeschool three rowdy hooligan boys in a house the Lord gave us on the banks of the Quinnipiac river. As a family, we seek to care for the city of New Haven, whose streets and people and brokenness we’ve adopted as our own. We play in the dirt. We honor the earth. We are a brood of wild natives in a weary, hope-hungry world. We are in this together.
And we are in this with you.
I promise to share here what my own story demands as I refine what it means to live life as fine art. I will share the messy and the mystery, the triumphant and the tired, the profound and the paradox, and the beautiful in all of it. It is my hope that by wading with intention through these uncharted waters, you and I both will see something of The Life of all Life, and thirst for more of Him in all of us.