Music Like Waves, Rising, Dispersing
I came across this poem on one of my favorite blogs O at the Edges. I love the image of …
I came across this poem on one of my favorite blogs O at the Edges. I love the image of …
There’s something immensely satisfying to see Helen Frankenthaler immersed in her art this way. I found this image on Facebook, …
Some of us are always seeking a path beyond ourselves, beyond articulation. It’s not escape. It’s the opposite of escape. …
September, 1918 This afternoon was the color of water falling through sunlight; The trees glittered with the tumbling of leaves; …
So much of art-making is bearing witness–to things we love, to things that wound. And often they are the same …
I’ve long been a huge fan of Paul Klee’s paintings and e.e. cummings’ poetry, and for similar reasons: their playfulness …
A few years ago I started an anonymous blog with the above title to talk about addiction. About trying to …
I have two books on my nightstand, Shogun by James Clavell and Lincoln in the Bardo by George Saunders. Both …
What draws a reader into a story and compels her to keep tuning pages? This interests me both as a …
These are the themes that run through so much of what I’m compelled to write about. No doubt because they …