Hello friends! Here’s another selection of recent pages from my hardbound world of paper and pencils and pens and paints and torn magazines gummed up with glue sticks. Some day, maybe I’ll write about how I’ve been keeping some form of sketchbook like this for the past 35 years and what that means and how it’s a kind externalized analog intelligence practice that keeps me grounded as the world spins out... or not. For now, enjoy…

4 haiku

Bright American
Redstart flashes across my view
says, “we have a Pope”

Orange blaze on coal black
you were easy to behold
on my birding app

Black smoke then white smoke
white cassocks and red cassocks
ancient ermine stole

Arms of St. Peter’s
colonnade of sinners stone
pace, pace, peace!

Thanks for your very kind and precious attention.

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