Continue Reading Ruins Over a decade ago I exhibited Fugue – The Poetry of Exile at Portland’s Artist Repertory Theatre, photomontage work that attempted to…
Continue Reading Mothers’ Day Revelations. Mothers’ Day is a fraught occasion for many. Those who want(ed) children but are unable to have them, might suffer. Those who…
Continue Reading Dilemmas Imagine waking up from a dream with nagging questions. This happened to me a few days ago, when I dreamt that a…
Continue Reading Of Rodents and Rituals Long moans, yelps, grunts, clicks, mews, hisses and squeaks are the main auditory communications of prehensile-tailed, Brazilian porcupines. Quill rattling and tooth…
Continue Reading Spring, the umpteenth look. NostosThere was an apple tree in the yard —this would have beenforty years ago — behind,only meadows. Driftsoff crocus in the damp…
Continue Reading Bear Divide A friend sent a poem this week that had me thinking ever since. I was riveted by the way it palpably conveys…
Continue Reading Art on the Road: Sculptures with stories. If you asked me if I prefer exhibitions that feature a single artist or those that display the work of many different…
Continue Reading Of Deer and Depletion Walk with me, on a rain drenched Sunday in the Pacific Northwest. First we trudge through my garden – have the galoshes…
Continue Reading Only if we let them… This week I received an email with one of the irregular posts by the Public Professor, whose writing I cherish. Akim Reinhardt,…
Continue Reading WHAT A DAY My morning visitors, just beyond the kitchen door, were two parrots. I was lured outside because I heard their incredibly loud squawking…
