the truth of today

the truth of today

fifteen minutes ago the dining table was littered with mail that hadn’t yet made it to the bedroom to be filed; it gave asylum to a jar of kumara (sweet potato) cuttings that desperately needed water; there was a canon battery grip…

death by a thousand paper cuts

death by a thousand paper cuts

oh february, you have kicked my ass. this was not at all how i imagined you’d be. hot on the heels of a january that passed by like a whirlwind, you fill my days with one test after another. nothing…

a random selection of objects

a random selection of objects

watching  | michael kenna’s hokkaido. i love, love, love his work + cig harvey’s amazing (AMAZING) talk at the school for visual arts (thanks to my new friend andy for the introduction) planning  |  for a long weekend away at…