Bliss List #3
Fourth of July wiped me out for a few days and reset my anxiety floor much lower. But what can you do, sometimes a holiday happens to you. Now that I’m a...
Bombs Fall Over DC
The fireworks display in DC last night, modified after the opening of Apocalypse Now. It is November 2023, I sit with 2 colleagues in the control room of a...
End of the Movie
Yesterday, I sat with J. on the dock of the house in the country. The sun was shining bright, baking us at a dry 100 degrees. We had made bison for lunch and...
Collected Steps #1
The delay in this newsletter has largely come down to not knowing how name and write about a new (at least to this newsletter) kind of work rhythm. Its the...
Bliss List 2026 #2
While I was away a new friend asked me to tell them what kind of art I do. I felt confident saying I was a researcher, a painter, a fabric artist, but I...
Bliss List 2026 #1
The view from the permaculture ranch I stayed on. I’m home from my long journey, once again slowly sinking back into my native soil. The last few days have...
Signs and Calls: On your own Exhibitions
Regalia #2 (From the ancestors at Arlington), the jacket in question. This week I found out my the jacket I made this winter had been rejected from its third...
Kerouac and Munroe
No internet yesterday or the day before so no newsletter. I severely over estimated the amount of connectivity I’d have on this trip, but I have arrived on...
Sol and Marjane
The longer I go without doing this, the harder it is to start again. Not for the usual reasons of procrastination or guilt, but because there is simply too...
The War within The War (2026)
Last night I finished packing in time to attend a book talk by Wil Haygood, for his new book The War within the War: the Black Strugggle in Vietnam and at...
Song in the year of Catastrophe
I am almost in the air for my trip and so a longer meditation escapes me. Today’s offering is instead a poem I have been thinking about lately. I have read...
Art Kit, Pre-Travel Check
My whole art kit for this trip, maybe 2 pounds across all of it. I am, by nature, a chronic over-packer. I have been the guy with two giant suitcases for two...
3 Self-Portraits (2023)
I drew these three self portraits as part of out patient treatment. sometimes in the afternoon we’d listen to each other go through a creative response...
Last Night Today #2
I’ve been neck deep in the design process for my regalia. I leave in 3 days and I know I cant get all the stitching done by then. But there will be many...
Design Wall: Heart Mountain Regalia
During the process of producing a piece I’ll usually collect a large number of photos. They collectively serve as both inspiration and reference. Whenever I...
Perfume: Barbie into Ken
I wrote the original core of this essay as a gift for I. almost exactly 3 years ago, on or about the 26th of March 2023. That was when twitter was truly...
Arrivals and Departures #1
My home is a bit of a midden. Things arrive here in many ways—through my own efforts, my fathers gift giving, things inherited from my grandmother and her...
Journey to the Spirit World, 1983
Today is a day for rest and a day for grief. Most of my energy is going to a celebration of life for my grandmother’s best friend later this evening. I’m...
Cloud Spotting #1
About a year ago Grandfather D. told me he liked pictures of clouds and he’d like me sending them to him. I already liked looking at clouds, but this gave me...
Donnie and The Playground
Yesterday was scattered, more conversation than prolonged work period. Here are two threads that stuck with me. Donnie #1 On the way to the train, I stopped...