Essay

On Using Worn Out Stuff

I have been using old dishcloths in my work for years. These are from my own kitchen, stained and worn from cooking, from years of meals made with my husband.

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April 2026
Essay

MARY OLIVER IN ALL CAPS

Only for an instant I felt the towering presence of MARY OLIVER IN ALL CAPS. Thinking about the life she led. Being in nature. Being herself. Observing.

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June 2025
Notes

Red, Black, Ecru

Red is my most favorite color. Heat. Blood. Anger. Lust. Love. So many things can be conveyed with one color.

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March 2025
Essay

Process, Not Outcome

Today is Friday and this has been a most incredible week. Snow storm and equinox and aurora and tear ruffle on eye collar and watching Kat make garments and paintings and Kris make quilts and paintings. The Triangle.

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March 2023
Notes

How to Roast a Marshmallow

There is an art to roasting marshmallows and everyone has their own preference as to doneness. I like dark, toasty brown. Roasted over hot coals after the flame is gone but the heat remains intense.

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February 2023
Essay

Dirt Rain

The dirt starts to quiver. Individual grains start popping, not unlike popcorn, and the popping grains start to take shape. The rise up in a mass and form a set of lips with a stem that reaches to the ground like a disembodied mouth.

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June 2022
Essay

A Frame Is Not a Border

How do we frame it? How do we give context? I have a habit of thinking directions in my head when I am a passenger and the driver doesn't know where we are going.

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January 2022
Essay

Tiny and Tenacious

Kendra asked me to make Swedish rye bread and of course, I said yes. But then later I realized that I am making the bread and the meatballs and the gravy and the ostakaka and I can't even call my aunt to get tips on how to fix problems with the ostakaka.

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December 2021
Notes

I Caught Myself

Total blank. There are dishes that need to be washed but no one is coming over so why should we bother? The dishwasher fills up so fast these days. These covid days.

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September 2021
Notes

1 2 3 4 Slash 5

Well, I think and I think. I'm stuck? I haven't made anything for a long time. And then I feel guilty. Guilty about not going to the studio, guilty about not drawing in my sketch book or making something at home.

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August 2016
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The Emotional Health of Linseed Oil

I think about squishing a brush into paint. In my joyful fantasy, the paint is oil. Golden yellow red and orange with that linseed oil smell. I love that smell. It makes me so damn happy.

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June 2016