My Story

I am a Moo moo, mystic and maker sprouting roots in Southern California. I sculpt out of reclaimed fiber materials through freeform crochet, bleach painting, and most recently, weaving. Each of my pieces is crafted by hand and one of a kind.

It is the divinity in each of us that my work points to; the waking knowing that stirs us all. My pieces and the images I conjure carve a narrative in this world that reaches beneath our conventions of duality into a place of union. I hope to share this sense of union and love through the makings I offer. This website is an extension of those efforts, like a branch reaching out from the center of a very old tree, I am reaching into the web for other root weavers. I hope that these limbs can connect with you, and hold space for more connection at such a time as this.


<Day and Night>


Not everyone knows of these, 

The realms,

What’s going ups-ah-coming-down,

And then it spins around and round,

All bottoms up and shadows found-

Not everyone will bridge this gap,

Glowing lava, 

Counter fap.


There are some who know the way,

Around and round,

Now glow and fade.

Some will hold up mighty light,

Like fireflies aglow by night.


They must be the first to go,

Deep into the darkened slow.

Others might then follow suit,

While others still will wallow mute.


I cannot say which way is right,

For I am one with day and night.

~Gael Wing Rhyder