I was doing some paper collaging recently and in the moment wondered why it felt so appropriate to have a workspace strewn with paper cuttings. Then I remembered my mom would have a pile of papers at the table. She went through them, carefully select something that was meaningful, and tear or cut it out …
Category Archives: childhood
no(t)stalgia
You want to know a strange feeling?Opening a box that’s been shipped to you from the other side of another country and finding it full of objects from your childhood–Objects that made up your immediate world as far back as forty years ago and were part of your day-to-day for years, that you haven’t seen …
Dragons & Snakes; Horses Aflame
Welpy-welp. I’ve officially arrived at the ass end of the snake year. The boulevard outside my door was soaked in pooling sewer filth from the 27th of December to about January 20th. The snake has incontinence in it’s old age. Or it is terrified of the coming hooves of the next year. I remember once …