Feeling the beat

Today I got to interview two more amazing artists for my interactive documentary project and it was just about the coolest thing ever to watch Mikey Welsh paint, and see the easy smile spread across Steve Budington’s face as he read this Leo Steinburg quote aloud: “A work of art does not come like a [...]

closer now

Hunger brings them close, but I don’t see them at first; I’m at the sink filling a water jug for the chickens, watching the water spill across the dirty dishes left for later and then I glance. The sunlight moves, and in the shadows they’re there. Six deer, maybe more. They move like quiet trees, [...]

Flirting with chance:: it’s your turn

Hello lovelies, I had no idea so many of you would play along on my little game of chance. It was an amazing day, and a challenge to try to fulfill at least suggestion from almost everyone who commented and to document it in some way. But it was also so much fun.. It was [...]

Circling

I stand by the heat of the wood stove, circling the present moment in my head like a dog preparing for sleep. It’s snowing again, although dawn was bright and clear: the truest pinks and the most pale persimmon clouds. Now everything is back to white on white, and the bird feeder needs filling. Today [...]

August 23::uncertain ordinary (and a list)

Hello there. I hardly know where to begin tonight. I’ve been playing tag with the delete key. Typing words, then flitting over with my pinky finger to delete them all, and again. It’s a peculiar choreography of indecision and exhaustion: the day was full of talking. Some days are like that, full with friends and [...]