Looking Back at You
Rarely does art come to life. LOOKING BACK AT YOU provides one of those rare instances to have a silent conversation with images.
A ripe peach
Can you sense the pebblesIn the road that passes byThe old tree? Hear the birds thatPluck away a few blossoms...
Inhale the sunshine
Inhale the sunshine...
The sword without the s
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GrateFULL Back to Gallery
I am unlearning. unfolding layers of fear that have kept me frozen in vigilance.
Women Of Color Study 1
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Shaquille O’Neal is opening what is ostensibly his sixth Big Chicken location inside Seattle’s Climate Pledge Arena, working in conjunction with the unfortunately named...
Stillness & Motion
it’s not my idea and yet it does appeal and affords new space for play from straightforward natural process
Therapy defences up
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The Community of Salt (part iii)
Time has come for our FEAST. The one once dreamt. We are preparing the viands, setting the table, collecting our makings… TO SHARE.
Not hiding from what I feel. Letting it come. Flow through me. Sit with it. Taste it, hear it, touch it, smell it.
Can you feel without judgement?
Yesterday gleamed like a pearl on a string of Midwestern October beauties. Warm air, puffy cumulus, wild flowers, and a field recently shorn for hay welcomed me and Henrietta for a stroll.
We live in a time of complexity
“I just got a job as a personal assistant, the first job offer in a very long time. And I got it because I am vaccinated.” He smiles, happy for the opportunity. Knowing that he replaced a person who didn’t take the vaccine.
Inktober 2021 Sketchbook Flip-through
I participated in the 2021 Inktober challenge of drawing something in ink everyday in October in response to a list of prompts. I made a video...
What Can We Do
We ask What can we do What are the offerings that can be made
Butterflies playA long gameOver short lives,Ephemeral, eternal,Born to the swing
The Whole Enchilada
I was listening to the Minutemen’s Double Nickels on the Dime this week when I realized I had never seen a picture of Mike Watt before.
After the storm
Trees snow, seagulls screech...
Autumn skies whisper softly despondently
Presence of Absence
imagine a front yard
extending toward the center
of the street, twice as far back then
when this street was narrow
and still made of dirt
The Garden of Forking Buffalo
in a place named for rivers and wildlife
a sturdy facade belies a buckling form
how long has it been since voices and laughter
filled the interior of this now fragile frame
The last sign of the zodiac
The final stop in the cycle
It contains a little bit of everything
that came before it
Rushing in Stillness
at points rushing
and at other parts still
Not one or the other
but both at once
The Art of Making Roti
As a newlywed, I struggled to make roti, the most basic staple food of my culture. By definition, a staple food should be simple to make but roti and I were not gelling together. How...
“If the core of man’s spirit is fueled by new experiences, why do so many people do the same things over and over… day in and day out?” asked the Muse of Many Questions.