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And I am swimming in this …

Posted on December 4, 2019 by

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I’m Hopelessly Devoted to You: Addenda, Credenza, Epilogue (Everything Plus the Atelier Sink)

Posted on December 7, 2012 by

“My head, it says, ooooooh, forget it. My heart, it says, don’t let go.” This is how I remember it, anyway, and let us run with whatever wings our way at the moment. Theoretically, this is the end of the … Continue reading →

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The Art of Compost: Do you promise to funk?

Posted on March 31, 2012 by

It began late last August: the campaign to make compost. First, there was a neglected pile of garden stuff, left in a heap all summer long. Greenish and soggy and hard to pull apart, but I did. And it was … Continue reading →

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A Valentine for Everyone

Posted on February 14, 2012 by

Why do love messages get so gloomy? They say, “True love never dies.” But it does, a million times! It swoops and soars, dips, wavers, curls up like it’s asleep, and pops back out smiling. It’s an experiment. Changeable, shifting, … Continue reading →

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24 Ecstatic Minutes: The Clear as Mud Session

Posted on November 5, 2011 by

Ah, the rush of trying something new and it works. Works well! I’ve just downloaded my first set of photos in six months from the trusty Canon PowerShot, which is no less ingenious than its lucky owner, though much more reliable in … Continue reading →

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One Woman’s Trash

Posted on March 9, 2011 by

Might very well become my treasure. I found these glowing-orange-pink plastic rods wrapped in tape on the street in Manhattan. Irresistible. They’re around six feet long and weigh a ton. Yesterday, I figured out how to display the bundle on … Continue reading →

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On Valentines

Posted on February 14, 2011 by

There’s something I can’t resist about a holiday that runs right up to the edge of ridiculously marketable, then teeters giddily, often unexpectedly, into our best and deepest impulse. And just as there are so many kinds of love, there … Continue reading →

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