Walking toward the light
We spent a few days in Quebec City. I’ve long wanted to go there since my son went with his middle-school French class. And it’s only 5-1/2 hours drive away from us, a pretty...
We spent a few days in Quebec City. I’ve long wanted to go there since my son went with his middle-school French class. And it’s only 5-1/2 hours drive away from us, a pretty...
Another jaunt to Canada with my friend Jaye. We did a little wading. A little rock sitting. Enjoyed the air, earth, water, and sunshine. Today I’m making a simple nine-patch from Deb Lacativa-dyed scraps....
The long slow integration… of my experiences traveling with my ordinary life in Maine. Disorienting. Some reading: An Artist’s Archaeology of the Mind Contemplating mind: Sedimentary (Peter Sacks) A safe haven (Jude Hill) A...
A series of billboards near Hagia Sophia in Istanbul, all with layers of advertising partially torn off. A profound source of found art to mine with cropping. Other than this, I don’t know how...
Love this writer: Jenny Odell In her how to do nothing article, she writes about Mierle Laderman Ukeles, whose Maintenance Manifesto, 1969 is familiar to me from earlier aimless Internet browsing. We bicycled past a...
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