Continued from Buddha & the Scooter II … days later my mother reached out to clarify. “It was the potential of the slow hover, and the silence, magically suspended above the earth that I mourned afterwards. A missed opportunity for a new and wonderful memory, lost.” In her work, storyteller and social researcher Brené […]
Continued from Buddha & the Scooter … it was a deeply personal message, tied to a very specific memory of my mother. I took it as a sign that she would be okay. Here in the land of Buddha, I decided I might channel some inner compassion and rise above the uncomfortable emotions I was feeling […]
Dust had woken up early to greet us; dawn was still hours away as we rolled further into Myanmar. The late January air was brash and I was traveling with a man I’d been in a long and challenging relationship with. He and I were several weeks into a long trip through South and Southeast […]
I suppose I’ll spend the coming days at work on more intimate art… like sketches of tissues healing. Coincidence or foreshadowing?
Ex-US Vice Prez, Dick Cheney, was said to be recovering heartily after a transplant of his original, tuckered-out ticker. Cheney trade in Frankenstein’s heart for a fresh one. Dick Head was also feeling full of piss and vinegar following some weekend repairs.
Presenting Trial 3 of You Are Here, my experiment in emotional cartography. You’ll find the full results
Sketches. Punch. Horsepower series. Tally ho!
Wa da ta. I’m a tad delayed revealing outcomes from the latest round of You Are Here testing. As you may know, a top-notch group of
I enjoyed the dinner at Sprout V… as well as several of the presentations. Some folks interacted with my piece You Are Here and I’m cracking the
What’s that, Smokey? You want to second that emotion? Alright, wish granted.