Evolutionary Road
I know I kept saying this time it’s different, that I’ll get it together and start writing again like a writer should write; that I’ll start producing work on a regular basis again.… Continue reading
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Seven Days of the Black and White
I’ve been thinking lately of the idea that when, in the whole scope of human experience, an artist chooses to train focus on a slice of that experience, it confers an importance, something… Continue reading
Tree and Swash
Put your dreams away for now I won’t see you for some time I am lost in my mind I get lost in my mind… This weekend, I retreated to the coast to… Continue reading
Kicking Into Chaos
As simple an act as opening the eyes. Merely coming into things by degrees… – Way Out West, Amiri Baraka Years ago, I was traveling through China with some other artists and we stopped along… Continue reading
Strange Light
“For the listener who listens in snow…” I’m not sure that artists really have down time. I can take a vacation from work-the-thing-that-pays-the-bills, but I can’t not be an artist. Still, I try… Continue reading
Symbolism Lost and Found
“Who drinks the wine Should take the dregs; even in the bitter lees and sediment New discovery may lie. The deer in that beautiful place lay down their bones: I must wear mine.”… Continue reading
Undying World
I don’t know. I’ve been drawn into a number of conversations with people lately who are of the opinion that we have gone past the point of no return; that preserving our environment is a fool’s errand and as… Continue reading
Alaska: The Other Journey
“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.” – J.… Continue reading
30 Portraits of Trees and One of the Forest
I’ll tell the wind my name, and no one else. True madness takes or leaves us in the wood halfway through all our lives. My skin will be my face now… Neil Gaiman,… Continue reading
More Songs About Gear and Sand
Coyotes tiptoe in the snow after dark, at home with the ghosts in the national parks… What can I say? Spring is hard upon us and it’s time to hit the road again in earnest… Continue reading