embodied process + consequence [art]

A little lunch and a run through thedevil’s hopyard.0

Dang. Not the intent. Though this is temporary because I released my support cables to rotate her like a rotisserie chicken to continue my work, but I simply don’t have enough body mass or muscle to restring my cables…such a... Read More0

I didn’t make it to the pond this morning, but took care of some BOX business I’d been putting off, calculated site measurements for cabling and a feasibility analysis for the work I am doing here. So now I’ll take... Read More0

To determine cabling needs for installation. Work is at point it needs to be put on site in order to continue working. This will allow me to have the piece respond directly and interact with the site location — responding... Read More0

finding a rhythm to my days requires a good kind of stubbornness on my part. I am working on a steady rhythm beyond that of my diet coke habit. So I get up each morning and ease down to the... Read More0

Generic tombstones? here this is the one I qualify for… Tom Thumb’s tomb stone…ah, my life is complete. ? Hmmm. I have reached my quota of social tourism. The company was great but I am not much of a tourist.... Read More0

Barnum museum in Bridgeport. This was available for purchase at garage sale. ? Location:Main St,Bridgeport,United States0

Sewing all day and nice end of day conversation with fellow resident, Lalie. I like Lalie and these other artists–all thinkers, slightly skewed sense of humor and way of seeing the world around them, hard workers, considerate of others, and... Read More0

Each day the lillies of the lake easy out acros the lakes surface a little further, a little denser. Sitting here ech morning has allowed me to see the process–the stems slowly easy up from the lakes subterranean.  I can... Read More0

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Good. I am physically exhausted. Who would ever imagine sewing old tire tubes would be so strenuous. My girl hands are spent!! The floppy ends are temporarily attached to cables (to left). So pardon the unresolved elements = in process.... Read More0

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My righting, oops, I mean writing, either works since my writing is my attempt to right the capsizing of my boat, my life. So I write to right. Original point before Freudian typo and tangent was that my words are... Read More0

i am afraid the sun will not burn through, the leaves are laden with moisture. The slightest breeze sends a cascade of liquid crystals spilling down. The air clings thickly with the a barely audiable chill.0

Hmmm! I’ve learned not to poke my fingertips with sharply cut (functions as needle and thread) baling wire. Occasionally I have forgotten and must relearn. OUCH! And it is a bit strange working out here with a forest as my... Read More0

She’ll stream down from the roof tops of the forest high, where the light streams in. Spreading out, funnel-like, she will spill down across the glade, as her mouth opens up for her grief poured out, her form will contain... Read More0

The morning, dripping with dew as  each web is respun.The slightest of wisps softly lifts from the surface as the sun clears a crystal path of warmth across this pond. Yes, the warm day already encroaches, as i pop open... Read More0