a conceit!
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Running in Circles
the looking glass no sooner do you receive the invitationthan you go to your closet, reflexivelygrab expectation from its hanger, slip it on, and give yourself a quick checkin the mirror. looks good, you think, without actually looking, as you mindlessly press the little hanger nipple that you can never quite smooth outon each shoulder. expectation feels… Continue reading
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Inching My Way Out of My Zone
november 28predawn, cold and clear. in the grocery store of my neighborhood, a deer in aisle 7.the supermarket is otherwise near empty, full lighting won’t come onfor a while yet, it’s too early for most customers,and those one or two who have come through were in a rush, grabbing a single item to take to… Continue reading
My Story
In 2014, I grab an unexpected opportunity to paint.
To make art.
I get hooked.
In 2015 I start a blog—a diary of my creative practice.
I post my paintings and their stories. The good, the bad, the ugly.
In 2025 I begin writing poetry and include a poem and painting in each post.
My compass points: shake hands with fear, be playful, get messy, trust my gut.
