Author: Catherine

poetics of water clear or muddled with a gray green algae bloom too cold to swim in poetics of air a fresh wind whips across the lake after awhile, it numbs my fingers poetics...

maybe leftover energy from the day a six-hour workshop on the transformation of data drawing obsessively on the white board(s) in which I struggled with how much to lead and how much to step...

pushing the limits of acceptance reacting out of ignorance I don’t know what this stuff is I don’t know how it works electricity, the boiler, plumbing I want it to be pristine and neat...

waking early almost every day windows open lately to cool air birds start singing about 4 am I like listening to the loud bird chirping in the darkness readying for the day not sure...

Tibet House Rubin Museum High Line Benares Poets House Highlights: Rima Fujita‘s extraordinary dakinis New words captured at the Rubin: meghapatra (cloud foliage), meghapuspa (cloud flower) horizontal fountain on the High Line and lovely...

I’ve had this dresser for a long time tall and bulky capacious worn around the edges but still useful I’m not taking it Goodwill rejected it too just as it was starting to rain...

just not practical to move two full sheets of Fabriano Artistico wrapped in brown paper yesterday I came across a link on Facebook for how to make a super-quick no-sew folding journal so today...