Lucy in the Sky

A Camping Trip to Racoon Creek State Park

We strolled down the road - Off to see the wizard!

We dozed off in a field of poppies . . . and the sky was whispering through the trees.

We discussed the eternal veins of art that run through the living earth. At the mineral spring water was seeping though the massive rocks. In some places it was gushing.

Baptized by the holy water. Thankyou so very much great mother, dark body!

Got in some of those good old campside jokes.

An artist at work.

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New Works - Late Summer

Finishing up at STO ROX

Spring Cleaning

Uninterrupted emptiness
smooth and clean as Ocean's edge
nothing remains
all objects are lifted and turned
spun into dance
vast power reorients and sweeps
combs and smoothes
the refreshed and sparkling surface
the tidy tide receeds
robes gathered in dignity
jingling bracelets making music
the ocean is here not in its shells
but in its essence and principles
the wilderness is here in its silence
its charming openness
sublte and inconspicuous
the blossoms on the branches
are continuous
with the body of bark

Sto-Rox Progress : Nightclub and Rocketship

We are two weeks into the residency now. The students, while at times struggling with unfamiliar processes and the ambiguous circumstances of creativity, have done some amazing things. I am very excited by this project because it is being built on such an explorative and experimental foundation. It possesses the possibility of becoming "WOW-ART"