lost and found

I have had ideas. Some have come to life in paintings, sculpture, stories and poems. Others have withered, turned stale on small scraps of paper in my desk drawer or languished in a multitude of partly filled notebooks. On some days, small days, I think “what’s the point?” I rant, sometimes rave, and then I […]

life comes in

from a work in progress: from calloused hands, garden dirt and shoeless feet can come a clean lightness of being from hands hardened in morning light shaping intention into new diameters and feet eased by ocean’s lap can come a blue sense undone i wait here to feel it happen to unravel two years of […]

more writing required

I’ve been incubating but not writing. In the meantime, to get me in a creative zone, I have been prepping new surfaces for mixed media. They are the equivalent of a winter wonderland, white, flat, unbroken and ready for a mark. Fenna, on the other hand, has been writing and writing. She has started her […]

word search

My friend Fenna and I have decided to enter upon a year long commitment to writing. We have contracted with each other to write poetry – at least two pieces per month. After I created the mixed media piece “time flies – x marks the spot” I sat down one day and let the words […]

notes for the end of the year

I often feel I have nothing to blog about because I’m so busy doing other things. I don’t want to write filler. I don’t want to write about what I didn’t do though this is what I tend towards. It’s not that I am doing nothing. I have a business – web and print design […]