five things friday.


  1. yes. still friday here, in the hinterlands of alaska. 2. wrote pages upon pages this morning, studying chromatin, chroma, colour. 3. all to say, she was a body of light that carried chroma and colour in her chromosomes. 4. sleep ain't coming and i must still drive to…

taking it all in.


we took a little road trip. rollee home living. i never quite understood the attraction of owning a recreational vehicle, but now i do. one can travel and still have the comforts of home.  we loaded up the pencilfox family, all five of us. me and him and the dog and the other dog and…

14 days later.


    we had the discussion, one time, once upon a time. an exchange about love. i hope you feel so much tender space for your heart to feel exactly the way it needs to feel on any given moment. and any time you don't, please know this : you are love. and you are well loved.  you…

with me.


mister jones knows me well. i thought we had said our goodbyes, i thought that i had sent him on his way for his halibut fishing trip, but after i had settled myself back at the painting table, the front doorbell rang. there he is, standing at the door, holding a…

working meditation.


what does one do when a beloved friend is journeying through the unknown? i do what i do best :: pile on all [or most all] the umber dove jewelry i possess. grow silent. muster up all the powers i can and send them to her in thought and meditation. paint. paint some more. because, when…

oh, well.


  it's been a day of oh, well. it's been a day of feeling like this sure the fuck ain't my day. a person like myself with extremely high standards usually hits the wall of give-in-and-shrug-it-off. good enough is where i end up. but, yet, then again, i must remember to extend to myself the same grace and…

working through it.


i don't know what i'm working through, but it feels a lot like grief. a friend's news, and then my sister's cat suddenly dying -- the feeling just ain't passing. it feels a lot like an intense need for self care. my friend introduced me to watercolours, and now it is my medicine.…