6 Years

6 years have passed since I last created content here. Coincidently; or perhaps not by chance; I last posted here about a trip to Paris. I have not been to France since the Pandemic; though I have been other places in Europe during that time. Today I return to France for a much needed reset.… Continue reading 6 Years

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Dust & Snow

Stone soul who wonderingly gazes down on a tide of falsehoods, unfeeling stone who does not feel the deep winter’s cold that destroys the flesh, and sears the eyes. She sees the lights and the bustle of the city that never dies; yet not living herself; she only knows of dust and ashes rising from… Continue reading Dust & Snow

Beauty In Marble

The Winged Victory Of Samothrace On my visit to the Louvre last February; I saw this marvelous statue in person. Something about this broken figure is striking to nearly everyone who sees it. I don’t know what it is, maybe the way the wings and the folds of fabric suggest movement, or perhaps it is… Continue reading Beauty In Marble

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Changes, and a new focus.

Life has marched onward in the 2 year interim between my last post and now. I won’t go into all the changes and struggles, but since I can not remain fixed while the currents of time rush forward; I must change with the times. Travel, adventure, exploration. These are my goals. My daughters are now… Continue reading Changes, and a new focus.

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Wisdom Comes Slowly

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An Offering Of Pearlescent Debris

Sawgrass riptide, silicate crystals smeared across my toes, the pressed down deepened holes in the burning white, where I run down to the harder pressed darker expanse of shallow sea.   There are gulls on the edges vision, screeching, diving, salty spray of feathers, darting, running, scattering sandpipers leave tiny scratches on the hard-packed sandy horizon.… Continue reading An Offering Of Pearlescent Debris

A Poem For Summer.

I put a poem in the inside of every new moleskine I buy. I put this poem from Tennyson in the moleskine I used for the most chaotic, upsetting and exciting year of my life. (4-2014 to 3-2015) An incredible number of things happened to me and my family during that time, and this poem… Continue reading A Poem For Summer.

Creativity Is A Resource More Than A Muscle.

I have lived with the idea that creativity is a muscle that increases in strength the more you use it. I imagined that it was something that I could improve with time, as I kept making more art and refining my technique, perhaps creative ideas would flow liberally and this would be an upward spiral… Continue reading Creativity Is A Resource More Than A Muscle.

Molars Of Time

The morning sun low on the horizon, riding my bike early in the spring; while the northern leaves are still un-budded, and the grip of an icy winter is still fresh in the mind. I used to ride my bike to the local “Tim Hortons” bake shop and Coffee shop when I had the time,… Continue reading Molars Of Time

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Richard Proenneke quote

“There is always a sadness about packing. I guess you wonder if where you’re going is as good as where you’ve been.” -Richard Proenneke -One Man’s Wilderness