It would be an disservice to those things to wait until I am inspired to care for them. There is a notion of showing up, inspired or not.
Read MoreWriting Blog Posts
I've tried before to write regularly for a blog, and I can never keep it up because I get too shy, or I feel like it's too "off-topic" from my art and I want to be less complex for the internet.
Read MoreReflections
I think about how I got here. Why I am here, doing this thing that I'm doing. Some of my reasons have shown themselves to be projections that I or someone else made upon me a long time ago. Some hold strong. Some just mean different things now than they did.
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Driving David Attenborough (the van, RIP) to the Buttermilks, a boulder field in Bishop, CA.
Working From the Road
Holy hell, are you still with me? Am I still with me? What even is life?
Read MoreHappy 2017
I woke up this morning, New Year’s Day, as though emerging from a fog. It’s fitting, right? After the symbolic death of illness, to emerge healthy, grateful, renewed?
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