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Category Archives: pen/brush & ink
22 March 2013
one of the Eyes of March
21 March 2013
I had a conversation today about the research into the microbiotic environments that are our bodies. Thinking about how we really aren’t as discrete, unified entities as we like to think, and that our physical boundaries are way more permeable and extended than we suppose.
Also, even though it’s under a new 5″ of snow, it’s obvious that spring is on the way.
5 March 2013
this time I drew a coloring book and didn’t color it in (much)
here’s a kiss from a fancy spring flower
4 March 2013
some is taken, some is given. one enters, one leaves. one travels through desperate measures, one tries wings to seek new ground. everything carries risk, every risk has a balance. sometimes there is an upwelling of awareness.
3 March 2013
I drew myself a coloring book
and then I colored it in.
In the morning my little family went out to a sugarhouse for breakfast. The smell of woodsmoke and maple sap, light snow sifting through the air even as it melted on the ground. Eggs, buckwheat pancakes, plenty of coffee. Hearing stories of my sons’ exploits and plans. Despite sad news all around, islands of pleasure and joy.
21 February 2013
contemplating the artifice of duality
20 February 2013
flowers of anger
19 February 2013
I guess every saint has a shadow
18 February 2013
the ghost of mardi gras past
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