Saturday, June 25, 2011


'his voice sounds like north wind through grass. his gnarly finger, twice too long, points downhill at a world that still looks suitable for a tall man scribbling in a low room, catching rides home on a slow billow of cloud.'

-bill holm-

Thursday, May 26, 2011

spring, i guess.

we don't seem to be getting much in the way of spring around here this year. what we are getting is a lot of water. these photos were taken at crosby farm park, down by the mississippi. as you can see, there is still water everywhere.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

"we are easily replaced and forgotten, so skies and rivers are what we have learned to call discourse. i am one man - you need to know this - grey rooftop and water, undissolved by absence, crossing the old bridge from the shannon to the other side of town."

--- eamonn wall

Monday, March 7, 2011

i like art. i make art.

a new blog! dedicated mostly to art, the making and inspiration of, as well as (hopefully) the end result. welcome!

in the spirit of new beginnings, i thought my first post would be one of my most recently completed works, a mediation, perhaps, on that very idea.

mixed media on board