I've stepped away, into higher elevations and lower temperatures. A change of scenery does a world of good. The high desert is beautiful...

Sunrise. Not nearly enough sleep. I stayed up way too late editing photos from the festival. Shouldn't have had coffee after six, but I ...

Thank you for yesterday. Fell asleep listening to Mushi Shi . If you don't know it, you might want to. This morning, sure enough, sunl...

Sigh. Spencer, Stop commenting here. It serves no one. If you're doing so to embarrass me, you've succeeded. You say the people who...

Today is another day. Day 310 of the 365. I'm closing in on this year. Encapsulated, it's a colorful gem. You have one too. When I s...

Poppet is murdered. Last night was the school's fall festival. Yesterday was full of errands in preparation. This time, I was gone for ...

I'm up in the semi-darkness. It drains the balls in the pool of their color, so they look like strange guardians sliding over the surfac...

I went to sleep at midnight, having stayed awake long enough to put clothes in the dryer and cobble together the bones of another chapter. T...

It's early morning. Soon the light will come sliding down the backyard fence. The autumn weather of last week is gone. This week reminds...

Little Pink and Bunny had a windy day. I had an inside day, working and listening to music. Here we go into a weekend. Today Orion didn'...

Just when I said I should at least show up, I didn't. It's not that I don't think about showing up. Of course I do, usually when...

Aubrey has officially and literally flown the coup for new adventures in other lattitudes and time zones. She will, without a doubt, create ...

Eclectic are my tastes. My life is mix of new and old, simple and ornate. Furnishings, clothing, art, books, music, friends and ideas came f...

Sitting here, starting to write, I realize I was so eager to get Red to her new owner that I forgot to finish her photographs. No matter, I...

Here's where I left off with "Red." Skin is made of a lot of different colors. I make a palette of antique white, canyon orang...

This morning Orion and I woke at 4am to booming thunder and great, jagged columns of lightning. He climbed in with me and we watched for a w...

Painting "Red" today. (I'll be amazed if the captions line up with the photos. stoopid blogger.) If not, I'll trust you to...

Let's think about color. Once, many years ago and many miles from here, I was a student with little money and a budding aesthetic . I l...

September 6th. Labor Day has come and gone, signaling the end of summer. Or, at least the end of white shoes. As if. I'm calling it anyw...

Inertia I walk toward the building. My shoes clop, clop, clop on the empty sidewalk. They grow heavy. This is not where I want to be. This i...