This post was formatted to reflect an original journal entry. 5/10/20 A slow, easy, reflective Sunday. Yoga and some much-needed outdoor time. I can’t wait to go camping. Soon. Have this grand idea of going off the grid for a little while. Heading up into the mountains and losing myself in the stillness. A reclamation of [...]
Birth of Suns
My latest experiment in collage art, "Birth of Suns"
Stars on a Shelf
there are galaxies in stars not just the mention of it cosmic efforts at daylight and faithfully departing god now in the process of bargaining for civilization the sky glitters like a hammer (only we would choose between carbon and the moon) we are stardust and golden and possible life I've felt a bit awkward [...]
Boots Underground
there’s an idea that invisible people are where we belong in real time the primordial magic of wine cannon balls crystal ships & pirates in history this is the quest for paradise the animal fury of contact a monograph of enemies brass elephants & boots underground their footprints have been buried & their hearts are [...]
On Being a Master of None
Can you believe The Used Life celebrated her third anniversary on April 27? Neither can I.... When I started this blog three years ago, I felt instinctively (and immediately, as I recall) that the tagline, Experiments in the Art of Mastering None, captured the essence of my project. Indeed, I first conceived of The Used [...]
Another Chance at Paradise
My latest experiment in collage art, "Another Chance at Paradise". I am beginning to get the desire to write poetry again, in addition to exploring my thoughts on some important issues related to creativity. Namely, the idea, as reflected in this blog's tagline, of being a master of none. Of coming to understand oneself, in [...]
Planet Sideways
I have been feeling visually inspired lately, which is new for me. And I've got to say, I'm really enjoying it. I love the physicality of collage work and the attention to detail it requires. In some ways, it feels almost like an extension of my poetry, or its compliment. But more importantly, I think, [...]
