I don’t remember where I first met Christina Deubel – I am fairly certain it was at a Twitter meetup, where I first noticed another tall woman, and only after that realized that she was the artist I’d been admiring the works of online. Even if that wasn’t where it Read more…
The word “family” has always been a flexible word. I happen to like the fact that “family” is very much a self-defined word, and every person has a slightly different context for it, but calling someone “family” is the near-universal language to share how important someone is in your life, Read more…
I’ve been wracking my brain for the last week trying to figure out how to complete a poem. Right now, it’s about 10 lines long, and I have been keeping it in my “works in progress” folder. Whenever I get something new in that folder, I tend to obsess over Read more…
In a system where data-driven is the lifeblood of business, of corporations, of education, of communication, a story provides personalized color and context. It is less stripped-down, less numerically based and less “big picture important” than the data-driven approach. The story fills in the data that humanizes numbers. We are Read more…
In my wanderings around the web, I often find myself in themes and topic areas that end up tying together in interesting ways. This is a compilation of the blogs, books, and reading around a particular topic and my thoughts connecting them. Photo by Ariel G on Flickr, via Creative Read more…
This house does not have “history” in that deep-time, thick sense that a house hundreds of years old has. It doesn’t ooze history out of its walls and have hidden nooks and crannies with generations of stories. What this house does have, though, is a history that we know, comparatively, Read more…
When we moved in to this house last year, it was at the very tail end of fruit season, and we knew there was a lot of work to be done. Now that winter is pretty solidly shaken off, we’re getting the chance to really dig in and see what’s Read more…
This morning’s sunrise Kissed as it was with Cold wind and colder frost Was also a sunrise Of warmth and promise A sunrise to mark the balance Of the quiet slumber of death That is beginning to pass With the ecstatic explosion of life That is yet to come A Read more…
This poem and video are dedicated to all of the people that try and find a “reason” for someone else’s identity.