This Land is Your Land
This machine kills fascists. If wishing made it so. I’ve been working on a new book, a follow up to I Will Not Hurt Myself/I Will Not Hurt Others. It’s the last time… Continue reading
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My Strange Day
I have been pretty busy lately, so much so that I decided that last Saturday was going to be all about the art. In a good way, it ended up being one of… Continue reading
Southeast Asia Redux
I don’t often return to places I’ve gone. Well, that’s not quite accurate. I’ve criss-crossed the U.S. many times and gone back to the meaningful places as much as time and money allows.… Continue reading
Everyday
February seems to be the unsupportable act,you wait for things to happen; buds to break,or the early death you always fretted, and something mean, bohemian lives in the water, under the skin of… Continue reading
New Mexico Redux
When I took off for a little break in September to Alamogordo region of New Mexico, I had no idea that I would be returning so soon. But a chance meeting led to… Continue reading
Portland Grid Project
It’s the holiday season and between being generally merry, getting my book published (I Will Not Hurt Myself/I Will Not Hurt Others is scheduled to be released in January-ish!), organizing The Next Big… Continue reading
IWNHM/IWNHO: Road Songs
With my family, I drove back and forth across the country, almost since birth. I miss that America of then. It was wilder, more uncertain, disconnected, weirder. Each stop on the road had… Continue reading
Catching Up With…
As we start to transition into autumn, I am catching up with the past few weeks of shooting. I was really hoping for a leisurely summer, but I have been busy. And I… Continue reading
Summertime
I have to take a little time out from I Will Not Hurt Myself/I Will Not Hurt Others. There’s a ways to go and I need to break it up a little with… Continue reading
IWNHM/IWNHO: Dance
I do not know these words,they exist in my skin,leaking out like I wasborn to sing spite fortime; my feet do not knowtheir direction, butdrive into the dirtwe drive into the dirt,we taking… Continue reading