IWNHM/IWNHO: Native
I’m leapfrogging over the next two sections of the book, whizzing past thoughts of identity and of isolation, mostly because regular readers have seen these on multiple occasions while I worked through a… Continue reading
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IWNHM/IWNHO: True Love
Sharp-eyed readers will likely recognize elements incorporated here from earlier incarnations. But this time I’ve got it. Really. I won’t fuss with them anymore. I mean it this time. There is this ideal… Continue reading
IWNHM/IWNHO: Womb
I didn’t have children and I’m mostly fine with that. I chose something else. But I like to think that in an alternate universe there is another me who had the babies. The… Continue reading
IWNHM/IWNHO: Freedom/Adulting
I don’t feel like an adult. Maybe now? When I was young, I lusted after the freedom that would come with being an adult. In some ways, it feels like my generation has… Continue reading
Happy/Forgiveness
Continuing from the last post, here is the next installment of I Will Not Hurt Myself/I Will Not Hurt Others. “Sooner or later in life, everyone discovers that perfect happiness is unrealizable, but… Continue reading
Reading is Sexy!
And looking at photo books is sexier! If I haven’t been posting as much lately, it isn’t because I haven’t been creating new work. The Portland Gig has now been published and is… Continue reading
Last Night I Dreamt of San Pedro
It’s a matter of debate whether Madonna was really singing about the town on Ambergris Caye in Belize, but that’s the rumor. Taking a break from I Will Not Hurt Myself/I Will Not… Continue reading
Imposter Syndrome
As I have recently said, the past couple of years had me thinking about my life, work (the stuff I do for money), work (the art I do that brings no money), my… Continue reading
Scotland in Five Views
Sometimes you take the trip and sometimes the trip takes you. Though unspoken (there were no philosophers in my family), I was raised to believe that travel is important. Whether a backcountry hike… Continue reading
Not Quite In Defense of Big Cities
In my wild and misspent youth, I imagined traveling the great cities. Growing up in the big vibe of 70’s San Francisco, my dreams of adventure stood upon the classics like New York,… Continue reading