Vulnerability, hope, grace, mercy,”And one more thing…”
There is no “last word”. Everything is open-ended. There is always something that remains for another “And one more thing”
There is no “last word”. Everything is open-ended. There is always something that remains for another “And one more thing”
Writing, for me, really isn’t about writing at all. It’s about summoning the courage to send the cancer of my own cowardice into remission.
Within the jolt of ambiguous paradox and contradiction, we search the uncertainties for something hopeful to share.
It feels like we’re getting nowhere. But, then something changes and comes to life, and that’s the stuff that really matters…
A few weeks back, in a rare moment of boredom, I was doing a deep dive on Austin Kleon’s website. Somehow or another I came across a blog post about free, printable zines from The Wander Society.I downloaded and printed a couple of them. I was completely captivated by these …
Maybe we’re just one flash event away from returning to the magnitude and vitality of who and what we once we’re.
There is almost an inherent musicality to the movement absence; a rhythmic structuring in the rupturous arrival and the absent-presence of loss.
The technique of art is to make objects ‘unfamiliar’…to increase the difficulty and length of perception because the process of perception is an aesthetic end in itself and must be prolonged. – Viktor Shklovsky Art is where I’m allowed to exercise a kind of analytical awareness. In the euphoric turmoil and …
My demons and I are on a first name basis, and in the space of writing and making art, we regularly meet for coffee.
In her book, Doubt: A History, Jennifer Michael Hecht writes that “life is good, but in order to live well one must study one’s own psychology with patience and intensity.” I consider myself a patient man and I’ve never shied away from critically examining myself and my own inner workings …