Collectives

a venue of vultures

I woke up early in an empty house this morning. I often wake up early in a quiet house filed with sleeping children, but waking up in . . . → Read More: Collectives

A Gust of Wind

Trinity Series #3

Leaving my house one afternoon I realized I had forgotten something once I was already in my car. My driveway forms a wide Y that runs along one side and . . . → Read More: A Gust of Wind

Hearing Voices

chains #2

I have not had time to write much lately. My work has been in two art shows in the past six weeks. Writing and creating art come out of two . . . → Read More: Hearing Voices

May Day

 

wildflowers along the road #2

I prepare for the workshop I teach each week by gathering and arranging flowers. It surprises me each time I do . . . → Read More: May Day

Bend in the Road

moon over the grand canyon

As the New Year began, I found myself reflecting on this project and taking stock of this journey. I have been asking . . . → Read More: Bend in the Road

Wisdom and Folly

the savanna

The morning after I wrote about Coyote I found what was left of one of my clogs. It was half buried in leaves in the oak grove, discarded like an old dog bone. . . . → Read More: Wisdom and Folly