June 2013

mentoring and facilitating making methodologies and explorations well, has required much. coasting or flying by the seat of my pants never an option though suggested by a colleague. it has made me girl soft! my little digital artifacts are a... Read More0

in grad school, i studied graphic communication, design. i literally ate up the language, socio-psych, philosophy, and cultural research along with the manipulation of the flat static space. ha. glasses then bifocals required in support of that munching. pushing back... Read More0

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haven’t found a moveable rhythm. unpacking, i am still compressed, much as i was prior to trekking. still need to shake loose, decompress, unfold, decurl. silenced histories threaten to rewind. write to find my way forward. unpacking just needs to... Read More0

funny that my go to stress indicator is not going off at all. so there is forward looking fear, but not stress. perhaps this is why i unpack. my unpacking since grad school has been through language…the art, the making... Read More0

i fidget, worry, fret, wonder of dream, revisit ideations of risk, tentatively scratch and stroke the keys. in silence i unpack two years of untruths that i’ve allowed to be strapped to my back. around an agressor, i recess, withdraw,... Read More0

there is a hole. i find it. i remember the Units nonverbal disdain when i would step in it, real or metaphorical. i may not see it but inevitably i sense it coming. others, as he did, just stood and... Read More0

Disassembled, added cross beams, a few more to add, to whittle pieces down to small. Small meaning transportable, bahahaaaa, but doesn’t really mean small since they are still eight feet in height and about four feet in width. But much... Read More0