Today was a nationwide #NoDAPL protest. It was an honor to join the First Nations people who have led this fight for years now. For them to accept us—to accept me—as an ally in their fight, which is our fight, was profound.
There were Trump protests in Albuquerque last night. After spending the day on my couch, flailing for freelance work to do, and trying to make any noise in my head, I heard about a vigil.
I’m not exactly sure what seeing intentionally feels like, but I think I’m starting to.
I first attended the Individual World Poetry Slam (shortened to iWPS) in 2005. This is my 11th Poetry Slam Incorporated event. My fourth with camera.
This Chuck Close quote, “inspiration is for amateurs,” resurfaced recently. The full text isn’t long, but since you’re busy: Jump in, don’t wait for Muse, and trust in your process. I’m of two minds about this.
Perspective is funny that way, though. One of the functions of the artist is to draw lines between visible things, through invisible things. But the moment two points are visible, there lies perspective.
Growing up, I longed for summer. For the ways summer transformed and freed me to do whatever, wherever. This summer I took that license as far as I ever have.
Very exciting news today: I’ve settled on a way to sell my work.
I knew about the National Poetry Slam within a few weeks of learning about the poetry slam. Now I cover it annually.
The Corner Thieves play what they call “trashgrass,” a saltier, dirtier, bluer-than-bluegrass mountain music. But when you see them, that’s obvious.
Gourmet Photography is now Stopped Down Studio. Here’s why.
I love faces. I love composition. I love stories. I’ve been thinking about how to present that.