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Macro

I left my camera in a dressing room yesterday.  It was the first time since I took it out of its box that it hasn’t been near me, and its sudden absence reminds me not only of the loss itself but it problems it creates – that distancing from direct experience. In a way there’s […]

Snail’s Pace

Late Saturday afternoon the snails are hard at work, doing what they do, crossing bridges of grass. Following each other over there, where it should be better. Scaling up this way, because they can. Or disappearing to a cooler place, into the dim depths, the source of things. To find what they want there. The […]

Sidewalk Stories

So many stories on a sidewalk after it rains. A strip of cement that connects one house with another, swept bare most of the time, but after a storm it’s imprinted with what remains after wind and water shift things around.  There’s a leaf turned transparent as a scrap of tissue paper. Another split directly […]

The desk where I live…

The studio is a kind of chicken and egg thing-it’s sometimes hard to figure out how much of the development of your work is decided by the space you make it in. I’ve only had small spaces to work in so far, and I have always stayed relatively small. But I’ve been watching ants and […]

So much like…

I just finished a new sewn piece, so after naming it and photographing it and justifying its existence I can take a little breath. Think, or preferably, not think. Mostly, I look. Look at pictures, look at things, pick things up. Remind myself about why I surround myself with certain objects. Why I go straight […]

Inconspicuous

       Inconspicuous to me, normally, without a macro lens. Though I’ve always been pretty low to the ground, I’m not this close.  a cassia petal plumbago hibiscus stigma Two petals were scattered on the sidewalk, the plumbago grows wild near the air conditioner, the hibiscus bush is next to the garage door, and […]

Fortunate

My friend Katety saw this photo of my studio over at Flickr and was sharp-eyed enough – you ain’t kidding – to ask what the fortune on my lamp read. (It must mean something to me if I mean to read it every day). And actually, it does: But for all the Chinese food I’ve […]

Shadow Boxing

 I’ve been working small lately, having missed that kind of scale. This small, (five inches square, two inches deep), excludes the rest of the world when you look into them, they’re all there is for the few minutes you give them.  I think of them as samplers. As if they were a square of space […]

Such Green

We’ve been lucky with nature this month, around this little suburban house. Dragonflies on the screens, orange butterflies outside Dunkin Donuts, a nest full of baby mockingbirds in the young yellow and green Cassia tree outside my studio window. They gape at their mother dropping them insects, baring their lemon yellow mouths. They sound like […]