Month: December 2017
Masking 🤓
Death masks have been around for a while and have different presentations depending on the period and the culture. My first encounter with them were the white plaster versions, from a time well before mine. At first encounter they were creepy, but as I looked more closely at them, I found their beauty. They were…
Mele Kalikimaka
Writing with pictures 🤓
As a young artist I thought my job was to “control” my art. I was to define it (and myself), mold it (and myself) and ultimately deny what fell outside of that mold. Writing was something that required pen and paper, though I did eventually succumb to the call of the keyboard. I considered myself…
Powerless 🤓
The power went out a few weeks ago. It started early in the evening and lasted well into the heart of the night. More so than the day, an outage at night, if you are awake, shows you how loud life has become. Thank God it didn’t last for days. I almost noticed that my…
Trailer: Cuba and the Cameraman
Promo video: The Little Girl Who Gave Zero Fucks
Exceptionalism 🥺
Image credit: NASA’s Earth Observatory/NOAA/DOD Passively watching the life cycle of a dictator is one of America’s favorite pastimes. Who really needs the details. It’s not like that could ever happen to us.
Arthritic flower 🥺
The world feels heavy as of late, not directly because of the political changes in my homeland, but more the hate of the few that has so heavily outweighed the love of the many. I am struggling with the math on that one, but I’m sure if I ever do figure it out, a thumb…
The day that wouldn’t write 🤓
In those hours before I am ready to let go of the ephemeral place and allow the real into my mind. I am often flooded with amazing words and phrases. Over the years I’ve learned to let myself enjoy them as far as they will go, since the simple act of reaching for a pen…