It’s good for us to remember where we have been. Seeing who I was helps me better understand who I am, as well as who I can become. I believe that we can’t possibly know our limits until we’ve gone past them. That moment when you hear the infrastructure groan under the load, the creak and … More January 8th 2014 11:59pm
As I sit writing this, I am listening to the new album with new understanding. This morning the sun rose. The sky is blue. A creative soul who touched many lives has passed. News of his passing was my first sight today. It seems strangely surreal, and that strikes me as most appropriate. Bowie was … More Blackstar :eschec mat
While talking to a friend the other day her nine year old daughter came in sat down on the couch and turned to look at me. We locked eyes. The kind of surprising eye contact that is intimate in an unintended way. This stretched on for long seconds. She shrugged slightly turned to her mother and … More Dark Night
The following poem and piece were inspired by an odd connection I had between Televangelism and my friend’s choice in outfits. For anyone wondering he isn’t as creepy as this might make him appear. He was hollow As hollow as his plastic promise Of a new day His gospel a shroud He shapes from the shadows … More Confidence Game
Of all the professions and vocations we can choose why art? Except in rare circumstances, numerous choices offer better pay, more stability, are easily quantifiable, or can supply ready recognition for success. So why would a person choose to be an artist? I am sure that the reasons for choosing to pursue art are … More Why Art?
Night before last I had a most unusual and vivid dream. It was unusual for several reasons. I normally have dreams that play out like events whereas this was an image, a tableau. I think of most of my dreams as having colours often depending on the mood. This one was glaringly, obviously, and most … More A Winter Dream
When I was young I was afraid of the dark. I had frequent nightmares. Including some recurring ones. Sunset marked the edge of my carefree life and sunrise came like a reprieve. I wanted to try to post something positive but that just isn’t where I’m at now. My days seem to crawl slowly past, … More Afraid of the Dark