certainly not by human hand
the real magic is woven and stitched after I archive the work (lean against a tree, a shed, a …). oft in a single night. it is non-archival and unrelated to my formal or conceptual habits.0
stitch stitch on new slapped together elevated rig
atop two horses, stretched long, taunt, elevated,minimal back bending, accelerates my sewing process and the number of hours my back can actively participate with out screaming obscenities at me.0
how sweet. oh YUCK!
she can't be close enough. good with that most the time. pet pet licking lunge when i least expect it. not so good with the lathery slurpification! yuck.0
not that big but bigger than this chica could budge
tugged and tugged but the multifaceted limbs splayed out clawing the ground. nothing would gave way. had to navigate around it. implement of destruction (chainsaw) required.0
my new streaks
my grand girls love my new streaks. I just laugh knowing it's just a whitish gray the summer sun and age have been pulling out, well and a bit of stress.0
deinstalling an overnight travel bag of a sculptress
it's true I just pulled these out of my overnight bag.0
four hours later, still flat
but finally have a data signal. omg. the towns so small, they HAVE to send their kids to college just to simply freshen the gene pool.0
wicked humor. I laugh.
hundreds of pounds of tubes + one very flat tire. I laugh. i deal.0
the light rains come
the scent of dirt displaced. kicked up. a dry strength crusting in these long stretches of flat not a land for living but mere awe for the passing through0
as far as the eye can see
road trip. bahahaaa.0