I am a nomad but I crave Home. I am mobile and I move a lot. Since childhood I have lived in Switzerland, Denmark, California and Washington in dozens of… Read more Creating Home →
Mindful about place in space.
Working on a Shelter in Place project: Using a type case – a compartmentalized wooden box used to store movable type used in letterpress printing – I paint a pattern… Read more Shelter in Place →
My own rooms have a story to tell
I’ve always been interested in dressing up, putting on masks, and playing with dolls and puppets. To be someone else, either through acting or through writing. But hey, am I… Read more A Strong Sense of Self →
Looks like I live my life backwards. Instead of exploring in my teens and twenties before settling down, I started exploring after having settled, in my forties and into my sixties. Funny thing is, all of us five siblings settled down with a high school sweetheart in our teens. What did our parents feed us? The fact that it takes two? A sort of co-dependency? An idea that identity (the sense of self) is not individual? That growing up has to be shared? That my name could not be uttered without… Read more Death of a Twosome →
Again. Again. A new year. Starting over. Starting afresh. Such pressure. Such possibilities. This year, though, is different. It feels different to me. For many reasons: New President (and a lot of unknowns) which pushes me to re-think my own habits, patterns and expectations. Our quest for hope with Obama the last eight years may very well turn into a sense of fear the next four years. And I refuse to feel fear. I want to stand up tall to my own fears, so I can stand up tall to… Read more New Year and ? →