This week, for my poetry class, I edited a poem I workshopped the week before and presented a banner I made from the poem. Thinking about the sculptural piece really clarified ideas I had about the poem - what I wanted to come through from the
You may/may not have noticed that my cadence with this newsletter has slowed. I’ve been a bit overwhelmed with the amount of other things to manage in my life, so I’m trying to be as gentle as possible with myself - give myself a few more inche
Late and quick - enjoy!Whatever you haveyou’ll be realizing you will survive ita rule of resiliencethe mountain near hardness imaginarya stunner solemn phaseit’s finally time!finally…the perfect inanother timea residual feelingI’ve taken care o
This week, I thought: let’s find a poem with gratitude in it (post-thanksgiving vibes). I wrote this one on February 20, 2020. A winter poem. Filled with appreciation for the sun (again, a theme from last week) or at least the sun as a metaphor
It is walk on the sunny side time of year - meaning: its worth it to cross the street to be out of shadow, because being that little bit warmer is worth it. Meaning: small efforts you make to improve your experience of the world have an additiv
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Snapshots from the studio this weekend. I did some chemical mixing, finished a long poem and snuck in some exposures with a tiny bit of sun peaking through the clouds. Issues with wrinkling continue to be a problem I’m gonna have to troubleshoo
Fitting with the title of this week’s poem - I will simply leave you with a poem to read or listen to. [some sort of sky/city noise interferes part way through but I think it embodies ‘the sound of not being/sank/anywhere’ so I didn’t rerecord.