One day I was walking along Seventh Avenue in Park Slope, Brooklyn, and stopped frozen in my tracks when I saw a sign on a telephone pole. The sign was advertising a group called Brooklyn Writers. In the days before Facebook events or Myspace, telephone pole flyers were a means of community communication. This is how we knew where bands were going to be playing or who had something for sale. The flyers had little rip off strips with phone numbers so you could call and find out about the thing.
Read MoreIf you’re in the Lexington area, or find yourself visiting Lexington, book yourself a table at Ranada’s Kitchen in the Woodland Triangle and dine with some of my paintings.
I’m so happy to have work out in the world and on a wall.
Read MoreSome thoughts from the studio.
Read MoreTracy and I are cleaning out our basement.
I was going through a box and found a whole bunch of stuff from graduate school - my course evaluations, class reading lists, student and faculty rosters, and stacks of my own writing.
Holding this heavy pile of paper in my hands, I truly understood how much time had passed. They were like historical documents.
Read MoreI’ve always thought there was more to reality than what we are taught, and while it’s possible that my imagination has created experiences for me, led me to believe that what I wish to be true is true. It’s also possible that what we know of this world is just one tiny tip of the vastness that actually exists.
I’ve spent a lot of time in my life exploring this sort of thing.
It’s just where my thoughts go.
It’s the terrain I like to walk.
Read MoreHere’s what I have loaded up on my Kindle, ready to read this fall. What do you think? Where should I begin?
Have you read any of these? What’s on your reading list?
Read MoreYou could say Midnight Mass is about what happens when evil masquerades as good, but I think it’s more complex than that, and more relevant. At its core, it addresses who we are as humans experiencing life, the role faith and belief play in our existence, and ultimately, the nature of God. While it offers up some of the most horrifying theology I’ve ever witnessed, what is revealed in the final episodes is some of the most beautiful.
Read MoreEach night, I sleep.
I let go into the darkness and the darkness carries me.
Every morning I wake, born new.
There is no past, there is no future, there is only this moment.
There is only love.
Read MoreRelax.
Breathe.
Release.
Feel your feet on the ground.
Place your hands on your chest.
Feel the light of love surrounding you and moving through you.
Read MoreI am savoring every moment of October.
We had a high of 80 degrees here today, but the temps are going to drop tomorrow. In fact, as I type this, a luscious breeze is blowing the rain clouds in and a few leaves have begun their spiral.
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