The past few weeks have been busy with getting ready for the upcoming show at the Gruppe Gallery and being out-of-doors enjoying some February sunshine. I finally downloaded images from…
Collaboration among artists can be so energizing! I am fortunate to be involved in a project with Dianne Shullenberger, a fabulous fabric artist, and Zoe Fowler, a gifted writer. Both…
Like many I am often still feeling lost in this brave new world we find ourselves in. These past few weeks more than a thousand people have Illegally crossed the Vermont border…
If there is any upside to the debacle of the 2016 election, it may be that we can more easily see what is important, really important. Here are a people…
Our daughter lives in Oakland. She is still reeling from the recent, unimaginably horrible fire at Ghost Ship. Like many of the thirty-six who died, she is an artist who…
At forty-five degrees north here in Vermont, we know dark days. Earlier this week the overcast day had edged into darkness by mid-afternoon. But we also have days, like this one, beginning with the…
On this morning—our first snow on the way—I’m unsure about some things and more certain than ever about others. I’m unsure how strongly to politicize this blog, so let me simply write…
Orlando. Another code word full of all the meaning that more than fifty lives—and hundreds of friends and family members and hundreds of thousands of LGBTQ+—can infuse. Honestly I have not…
Photographing people at the Farmers Market last Saturday was delightful and productive! Since then Rob Spring and I have been sorting through the images to find the relatively few we’ll…
Compared to the huge miracles of life Springing forth around us this week, the project my friend Rob and I are creating on Langdon Street is tiny. Regardless, are well underway…
Still Learning To See 