Category: Never Any Clouds
The Poison of Sedentary Moralities. Laurel Lake, NH. July, 2015.
Keri and Amelie, Circle. Burlington, VT. July, 2015
Other Self. Laurel Lake, NH. July, 2015 [made with Rachel Malde]
Kiran and Lindsay. Laurel Lake, NH. July, 2015. I am thinking of, and wishing I had known, Norman MacCaig… Other Self My inmost creature, Caliban perhaps, Perhaps St Francis (at least, a sort of dunce) Sits, like a Chinese sage listening to A colloquy of summer afternoons, Inscrutable understanding on his brow. The panegyric that […]
Bye. Night. 10:08 PM. Dorchester, MA. July, 2015.
Hello, Goodbye. Fuller and Dorchester, 9:32 AM. June, 2015. Another sadness, we walk throwing shadows before us, throwing them so hard they fly away, no longer truth or falsehood, or fiction. How to let go without throwing away? For my friend, Jeff Jacobson ( I took this photo this morning, a bit before talking on […]