In Wonder, We Continue

The smell of burnt bacon, smoke filling the apartment, an egg in the pan, coffee dripping into the pot. A standard Saturday morning in my old apartment. Stuff that I can’t enjoy as much now that I don’t live alone. I can’t say I mind the smoky haze from burning something on the stove (as…

Slowly, Slowly

It’s increasingly important these days for us to slow down. Too much of our life is spent rushing from one thing to the next, never stopping to smell the roses, to borrow a tired colloquialism. I’m even aware of that as I write, since I usually write 2-4 of these posts in a sitting at…

To Noise Making

I recently got some film developed that had been sitting in my drawer for at least 4 years. Turns out, it was a lost roll from my homemade camera that was part of a class in college. As I scanned all the film from my last outing, I found this among them and was really…

My Dearest,

I want to be the moss on every branch, the dew on every leaf, the shimmering glint of sunlight in your hair and the reason you believe. That I for you, and you for me, and all the world apart, a glorious mess, bundled chaos, a life that I’ll call art. In grainy film and…

Bradburyesque

Ray Bradbury is probably one of my favorite authors. His way of putting thought together into ideas that build images is simply incredible. It never fails to amaze me when I read his short stories how much world he can build in so little time. In only a few sentences he can transport you to…