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Part of the landscape’s mind – it’s memories, connections, rhythms – is…held in human consciousness ~ David George Haskell’s, The Songs of Trees. When I found this place on Squam Lake 30 years ago, I fell in love with the old boathouse. It was on, really on, the lake. What I didn’t seem to notice…

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my valentine

I was up hiking in the – well, cold- early morning. I came across this gorgeous view of Squam Lake in winter. In summer, would there be a view? Thanks Peaches for getting me up there. Yeah, I thought I knew this area. It turns out that in winter you look for footprints. You look…

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how many —- artists does it take?

I was up on a ladder using this new kind of suction cup thing to unscrew a light bulb. I finally noticed I’d disconnected the bulb part from the socket. I phoned my fix-it friend and he advised me to use needle nose plyers. They worked. And I thought to myself, “How many dumb artists…

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MSH

Clean up that dirty river. MHS. Make Shit Happen. That was the name of a group started by Shoemaker  in the 1970’s to clean up the Platte River in Denver. MHS targeted industry that was dumping waste. And now, how many years later: you can swim in that river that runs right through the city….

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the eyes

The Olympics are coming soon and I happened to be perusing an article on the skeleton. I had never heard of the sport. From what I understand, the participants ride these sleds down this ice track going up to 90 miles an hour. Horrifying. But what interested me most was that the most minute action…

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feminism/imperfection

The other night I was trying to find a certain show on TV (me? I never watch TV). But I ended up watching another show that I had heard about. It was very funny. But what I noticed was how casual it was. How easy-going. Not like the many decades ago of TV that I…

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what you can’t buy

I found this bookmark from the Wordery  Bookstore with this great quote: You can’t buy happiness but you can buy books. Yeah!!! AND, I thought: You can’t buy happiness but you can buy art. Right? As an artist, I know that if a certain amount of time goes by and I haven’t been doing my…

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that middle way

(trial hanging a few pieces of fabric) I’m getting near to the point I can put the pieces in place for this wall hanging I’ve been working on for so long. It’s got me all on edge. Partly because, even now, when I mess up, I need to go back to square one. Like the…

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worlds

Can you make out the orange kite sail that is speeding this skater along? It is seriously cold out there. And windy. He needs to love what he’s doing. But just 10 minutes away, there is this huge pond skating event. There are hundreds of men and women playing and watching ice hockey all day…

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choice

(“I choose this chair – not that one you spilled dye on!”) I just got back from a trip to the city – always rejuvenating. Lots of talking, laughing, lots of people. So good. I always like to listen to CDs on the long drive and, on the way home, I heard an idea that…

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