Coronavirus sent me home from my day-job at the hospital on the third of April. I did not get *really* sick until a while later, around the 8th. I am now in some sort of extended and relentless recovery pattern.... Continue Reading →
Word Your Own Poem Prompt: Take it down to the letter-level. *Boggle Appeal: The ability of a word or words to be rearranged into new words.
Today an image heavy post, with a sparse poem to accompany. In this case, I worked on the poem first, and then finished the image. Sometimes, certain words just pop out. In my case, it was "take care." Also, never... Continue Reading →
I think we could all use a refresher on what we are fighting for these days, in whose footsteps we follow, and whose footsteps certain factions would like to erase.
I am once again defeated by anger and sorrow at the ever-growing list of murdered black men.
We all need a little recess from time to time. For me, that time was today. Today's post and next Wednesday's are both intermissions from the current project and both are translations. Abstraction and Experimentation both ask us to find... Continue Reading →
Forewarn: Physically uncomfortable as I began this post, I finally removed the snorkel and umbrella from the chair I have been sitting on too long. Which is to say, my youngest son is coughing on the sofa where he has... Continue Reading →
Sometimes your art will live in a safe and insular world and sometimes that world will have to open up and acknowledge the outside world too. This past week has been grief filled. I have often written, in essay or... Continue Reading →
Down in the basement of a local bookstore this weekend, we grabbed a 1984 copy of Wooden Boat and a 2007 copy of Artforum for collage. Thus began a new project. And with the new project, a direction (finally) for this blog.
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