Studio Archaeology

I’ve been cleaning out my studio, (again), not really the studio itself but the things I brought over here after I sold my place, things that started to feel like an enormous weight. Mainly paperwork, documents and traces of ownership, the stuff we call a paper trail, leading us back to who we were. The […]


There is something to be said for having to stop in the middle of a shopping center while your friend takes a phone call, and there are Royal Palms all around, to give the strip mall a bit of that Miami Beach made-up kind of glam, though there’s really nothing glam about a strip mall […]

Young Palm in Bloom

Let me say first that this palm and I are not in love. I didn’t think it was possible for there to be a dysfunctional relationship between a person and a tree. It is. We have it in for each other. Young palm is the ornamental kind plopped down on front lawns of Floridian planned […]


As much as I complain about the times when I have to produce a lot of work in a short period, those protracted, intense marathons turn out to be  all about the actual experience of making things – the physical act of it that I love so much, that I would miss so deeply if […]