sailing/flocking
I read in the newspaper today that the cherry blossoms are due to bloom, no peak(!), in 11 days in DC this year. That’s DC. And here? Feeling optimistic, I bought seeds for my vegetable garden. I have 4 raised beds. See them in the above photo? No? Can’t quite make them out? Maybe in […]
nasty
Today is one of those days where – if someone asked about the weather – you’d say “nasty” (that’s “nee-asty”). I ask myself: “Why is it that I live in New Hampshire?” Hmmmmm… And then I sit down to do my art and the weather is perfect: it gives me no reason to want to […]
silk/steel
What we have here is a study in black and white (mostly). Look closely. Can you see the pooch? He’s in the garden. There’s still “a bit of snow” here. Rumi was loving it: it’s been warm so it’s melted down into this brick that he can run across. He was cooling off after his […]
sad snow
You have to admit, this looks a little sad. Daffodils that I bought have wilted. Daffodils in the ground are – well, where is the darn ground? And what happened to the oh-so-white snow? Spring in New England: something to get past. It was warm yesterday. I got hopeful. But today I went for a […]
nothing
Looking out my window, what can I see? Nothing. I wanted to shoot a photo of the fog, but the camera WILL NOT shoot. It won’t take a photo of nothing. It’s refusing: “What do I focus on? There’s nothing.” So you can see the slight bit of lake snow at the bottom. Something. The […]
fluxus
I wish I could claim to be a tidy person. Clean, yes. Tidy, not so much. I call myself “organizationally challenged”. When I’m in the midst of an art project, I don’t even SEE the mess I’m creating around me. And yet, the art I make is so much about how everything comes together. It’s […]
who’s to say?
My mind is not as peaceful as a nun’s might be (as in NYT story to follow). I admit that straight up. The evidence (as if needed?) came when I was reading Gean Mareno’s critique of Ugo Rondinone’s Miami Mountain in the latest Art in America. He describes the piece as offering “…comforting presence (which) emit(s)… feel-good vibes.” But […]
expectations
Here’s the path up this steep hill (snow always looks flat) of my driveway. It’s been warm so it got icy underfoot and I put ashes down for gripping. But it looks … maybe a little dark? Glum? That describes my expectations of this day. It was a day for “government proceedings”. I had to […]
wha-at?
In the south when you can’t believe what you hear, or, well, even when you do – the answer is double syllable: “Wha-at?” As you can see, my well-loved (can you believe someone made these??) salt and pepper shakers are surely expressing this sentiment. And how àpropos that they are rising out of the sea, […]
parallel play
Here’s Rumi. No one here now to play Bananagrams. So sad. Everyone left today. When Krista Tippett gives her On Being interviews, one question she always asks is something like: “Can you tell me about your childhood experience of religion or spirituality.” She is looking for how that has influenced the interviewee’s life. I hadn’t […]
