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July 9, 2026

This Is 55

After My First Mountain There is nothing to do except brace myself. It’s so cold. I’m so sick of this wind. It isn’t just blowing—it howls, whistles, whooshes, then slaps the side of the… Read more
February 3, 2016

What and Why? Stream of conciousness

I looked at my painting and thought it was my wall, I thought i’ve gone too far this time, across the bridge and back again, over the rainbow, through the… Read more
February 2, 2016

Dada number four, The Idea of All Naps

“Le Bruit noise with imitative effects, was introduced into art ( in this connection we can hardly speak of individual arts, music, or literature) by Marinetti, who used a chorus… Read more
January 30, 2016

Studio Visit and DADA Here and Now Musings #Three

5:00 AM Saturday morning. Drinking coffee, eating rye toast with almond butter, but this morning there is no hum of the refrigerator, reflections of lights on windows, shadows of toy… Read more
January 27, 2016

Cycles

Don’t have much time to write. 7:22AM Wednesday morning. Can’t be late for Early Start, first sign language class starting this morning. Babies already awake calling “mama” between cycles of… Read more
January 26, 2016

Cleaning out the cobbwebbs

Jacks starting to call for me, it’s 7:21 Tuesday morning. Fog sits peacefully in the sky outside the kitchen windows. Mind foggy from sleep and yesterday’s whirlwind of activity. There… Read more
January 23, 2016

Christopher Part Two

Saturday morning. It’s already 7:14AM, don’t have much time to write before the babies wake up. Alan is awake and is playing something on the IPAD breaking my concentration. My… Read more
January 22, 2016

Love You Forever

6:12 AM Friday. House quiet. Dark. Coffee in hand, almost too hot to drink. As I’m getting settled in to write and eat my breakfast I laugh, I sit on… Read more
January 21, 2016

Studio Practice Won!

Once the babies were settled in, and I walked the dog, ate a tuna fish sandwich, filled my water bottle, ate a piece of chocolate, I entered my studio. I… Read more
January 20, 2016

Being Fully Present

Quiet Wednesday morning. Foggy outside. I breathe a sigh of relief. I have twenty minutes until Jack and Fiona start waking up. My breakfast consumed, my coffee drunk, time to… Read more
January 19, 2016

DADA HERE and NOW #2

As I’ve begun re-studying the Dada artists in my old college text books, I am struck again by the lack of female artists represented. The original Dada artists were very… Read more

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