in this place between eclipse and equinox there is zero gravity before now started there was a certain weightedness planned routines ritualed paths weighted thoughts, articulate well crafted pauses since now began there’s the sense of being drawn- an animated character in a beloved story, drawn out. Danger here, but not much in the beautiful line of … More Since Now Began
It’s the 18th of December, one week before Christmas day. I’ve rehearsed and planned and delivered and engaged, I’ve painted and written and talked and sang and posted, I’ve cooked and sorted and laundered and cared-for and now all of a sudden on the eve of my first day off in what feels like centuries … More In Christmas
I’ve given myself two weeks to answer a list. On my list are relatively small goals but they are necessarily comprehensive, since the overall aim is to break through a log jam of old unfulfilled ideas, to clear out what is no longer useful or appropriate, and give form to the ones with a vigorous … More Production
I get to plant trees with my parents. I can’t imagine being more content than this. pictures to come.
Seems this is now a Friday morning ritual. Intentions: 1. figure out a way to sincerely compliment at least two of the most difficult people in my life. 2. find astonishment somewhere, try to articulate it. 3. daily ritual -clean at least one neglected thing. 4. admit to 3 colossally dumb things I’ve done in … More Friday Morning list
On Easter Sunday Tyler Wagler gave us his own unpredictable, earnest, funny, challenging self, channeled through his very very good music at a concert @ Mudtown Pottery. It was packed with excellent people -all tuned to every note, every chord, every twist, turn, raw shock & tender pause. We the band had not played together … More music, coming down into spring