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(snow art) For some reason, I was thinking back on a time in art school when I was slammed. In this situation, we (the group of artists) would have had 6 months to produce work, come back, hang it, an…
(snow art) For some reason, I was thinking back on a time in art school when I was slammed. In this situation, we (the group of artists) would have had 6 months to produce work, come back, hang it, an…

Cecilia and I spent time together yesterday. We were busy creating. I was putting things in order – stacking the colors along their poles. And Cecilia was taking it all apart, very quickly. I regret that I don’t have photos…

Warm spell in January. The woods were a little wet today. As in soggy. You set out on a walk. It’s such and such distance. It generally takes a certain amount of time. And energy. And then there are the…

Nika and I took little Cecilia to the dog park today. First time. First time for Cecilia to see so many little pups running around together. She was pointing with her index finger: at one, then another, then another. So…

Day before yesterday, I wrote a blog about an earlier iteration of this piece. Never shoulda done it. I’m not following my own advice. I tell myself: “Never talk about a piece while I’m working on it.” Or at least,…

Someone asked me today what I did with my art. Did with my art? When I’m not inside it? It felt like when I get the question: how are you? And I wonder if my answer should be about this…

I just said good-bye to a dear friend. She was here for weeks. And during that time, she was – shall we say – very present. She is someone who is foreground. Full on. Not someone to go unnoticed. While…
Remember when you were small and you were told something was “about to” happen? Something really fun. Something you loved to see. Like snow coming. You looked out the window. Waiting. It was about to snow. It was about to……

Remember when you were small and you were told something was “about to” happen? Something really fun. Something you loved to see. Like snow coming. You looked out the window. Waiting. It was about to snow. It was about to……

My daughter, Nika, and her husband and baby were moving today. All the many pieces of furniture and clothing and books, etc. were being shifted from one house to another. Moving belongings – one by one. It’s amazing how many…