America, lend me your body parts! I was loitering in a shop this weekend and found an interesting book called “The Artist’s Handbook”- page after page of reproductions of artists’ hands; tracings, doodles, and… Continue reading
Or, why you don’t want to eat dinner with me on Sundays… I’ve been wanting to do breakfast for dinner for awhile now, but it seemed a bit overwhelming for the hot days… Continue reading
This week, Esq. Joshua St. John, the botanist, came calling with gifts of dead things to photograph, so tonight I got to goof about with bugs and bits of plants and one antique… Continue reading
I am no believer in the fallacy of foodstuffs as aphrodisiacs and this post isn’t about sex (I swear!). But I believe in the psychology of what food can mean and do to us. In dream interpretation, there… Continue reading
A little minor surgery put me on hiatus for awhile, and I really did mean to take a couple of weeks off from photography. It was a noble idea, since on top of… Continue reading
