new art & journal
The Great Salt Lake Orb Weaver Phenomenon
August 8, 2018
July 19, 2018
Antelope Island & The Great Salt Lake
May 7, 2018
walking in the woods
October 17, 2017
September 14, 2017
Salt Lake City
August 4, 2017
Lepidoptera & others - Museum of Natural History, Gainesville FL
March 5, 2017
February 11, 2017
December 31, 2016
Cars and Coffee: Florida Times-Union
January 10, 2016
last night's photoshoot
November 27, 2014
All right, let's say you could take a skull and break itThe way you'd crack a clock; you'd crush the boneBetween steel palms of inclination, take it,Observing the wreck of metal and rare stone.
This was a woman: her loves and stratagemsBetrayed in mute geometry of brokenCogs and Disks, inane mechanic whims,And idle coils of jargon yet unspoken.
Not man nor demigod could put togetherThe scraps of rusted reverie, the wheelsOf notched tin platitudes concerning weather,Perfume, politics, and fixed ideals.
The idiot bird leaps up and drunken leansTo chirp the hour in lunatic thirteens.