Posted on November 27, 2018
Midnight Poem
The moon and the Pleiades have set, it is midnight, and the time is passing, but I sleep alone. -Sappho
Posted on November 14, 2018
her Simplicity
“Nature” is what we see— The Hill—the Afternoon— Squirrel—Eclipse— the Bumble bee— Nay—Nature is Heaven— Nature is what we hear— The Bobolink—the Sea— Thunder—the Cricket— Nay—Nature is Harmony— Nature is what we know— Yet have no art to… Read More
Posted on November 12, 2017
it was my life
Cicada shell: little did I know it was my life. -deathbed poem of Shuho (died in 1767), from Japanese Death Poems (1986)
Posted on September 4, 2017
Tree of Life/Survival
I didn’t post here yesterday as I usually do on Sunday because I was listening to sea lions, getting impaled by sand spurs, collecting bones and jumping into the ice cold Pacific Ocean like a crazy person. Today… Read More
Posted on August 20, 2017
Black Hole Sun
Tomorrow the Sun, Moon and Earth will be in perfect alignment, causing a few minutes of midnight to interrupt the morning. What dreams will flourish in the shadow of the Moon? Will we see our own distorted reflections… Read More
Posted on August 13, 2017
1999 vibes
I was going to post an ink drawing I did in my sketchbook this week but it’s cloudy today and I can’t seem to get a decent picture of it so I’m posting something from my sketchbook circa… Read More
Posted on July 23, 2017
Dream Gate
Dream Gate. Collage in sketchbook. July 2017. “The world of imagination is the world of eternity. It is the divine bosom into which we shall all go after the death of the vegetative body.” ~William Blake
Posted on July 16, 2017
The Fountain of Eternal Youth
The Fountain of Eternal Youth. Micron on paper in sketchbook. July 2017.
Posted on July 2, 2017
Sketches from life
This drawing is an amalgamation of things that have been on my mind/influencing me this week: a Viking send off for a friend in Valhalla, melons slowly ripening on the vine (summer, waiting for growth and healing, the… Read More