Saturday. Went to see art with a friend. Talked art making and music making with that friend. We both have children and we covered that topic, too. But, we really talked about making work more than our children. At least it feels that way. Just talking a bit about making work feels big.Read More
Last night, a beautiful solstice gathering hosted by our friends, Eddie and Julie of Practical Primitive. We wrote the things we wanted to let go of and the things we hoped to bring forth this coming year, and sent them into the fire with sage and then sweet grass. I am appreciative of knowing such special people and that my son can visit a place full of knowledge, skill and spirit — all made manifest.
This time of year is a bit, just a little bit, like having, hmm, maybe a 4 month old baby or maybe a year old baby (Oh, just caught a typo...I wrote "a year old 'bear'. Wonder what that would be like.).Read More
I sat on a couch catty-corner where my friend sat. The room was dark and warm. She was recovering from surgery for cancer.
"You should have seen what they took out of me," she said.
I nodded. "Yeah," I said quietly.
"You know, sometimes, I wonder about all that Tab I drank years ago. Maybe..." she said looking for answers.
I paused. "No," I said as quietly as I could.
I received sad news today. A friend died a few days ago.
Goodbye, dear friend. You were a righteous example of life. I hope you saw all the wildflowers you wanted to see.
I have been lucky to find mentors throughout my life. Photography. Art. Education. Nature. Mothering. I am lucky they found me. Being a mentor is a risk, I suppose, like any relationship. Mentors and guides give their time and share their knowledge.Read More
Last night, Jared and I played "Green, Green Rocky Road" by Dave Van Ronk. Whenever we do, I think about Baltimore.
I loved that city. I still do, I love what I remember about it. Loved the people. Loved the scene.Read More