Oct 8, 2009
Craft in America
I miss being involved in the world of creation. I've tried my hand at pen and ink drawing, pastels, making dried flower arrangements, p...
Jul 25, 2009
The War is Over
I wasn’t mad. I was sad. I wasn’t betrayed. It was a conscious choice. I wasn’t so ‘done’ or hateful that I threw away everything he’...
Jun 8, 2009
The Starving Artist
I’m sitting in a burned out forest, the now famous Hayman fire in Colorado, surrounded by tall flowering grasses waving in the breeze, an...
May 25, 2009
The Arc of a Day
I love mornings. It’s a time when I get the world to myself. No traffic. No lines. No businesses open for that matter. I can drive a...
Apr 13, 2009
I've always been intrigued with beginnings - that is roots. Where does it start? 'It' meaning a behavior, a word, a saying, a myth. Co...
Jan 25, 2009
When the Right Thing Goes Wrong
This is amazing. How could this happen? The other day I ran into a little old lady with my bike. The whole thing was slower than slow ...
A World In Transition
Life As Metaphor
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