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My Life in Piles
Years ago, my friend Andrea did a photo series of her life in piles. This morning as I was surveying the downstairs living area, it struck me that I currently am living in piles. These piles represent daily chores, impending projects, and dumping grounds for things not in use or waiting to be sold. These are only the physical manifestation…
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Regrets and Insecurities
What looks like a highly productive and diverse life, to me often feels like a smattering of shallow wading pools across the surface of a life that was meant to go much deeper. As I’ve rounded the corner of 30 and am well on my way to 33, I’m proud of my accomplishments – stable marriage, two kids, PhD in…
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Art for All – First Away Show
Tomorrow I head to Wilmington for my first art show outside of the Triangle. I have spent the week doing a little preparation each day, which involved pricing pieces, buying a 6′ and 4′ folding table, boxing up pieces, buying special treats and easy dinners to make the weekend go smoothly at home for the boys, cleaning off my iphone…
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Bone Meal
I made a genius discovery this week, perhaps several. By genius, I mean that I pulled a dumb gardener stunt. Last year, I used Alaska brand liquid fertilizers and fish emulsion on the seedlings for phosphorus, but this year, as my favorite plant store is closed on Sundays, I found myself at Lowes where the only liquid fertilizer options were…
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Bird Prints
There are about three years of bird photographs on my hard drive, which I’ve been altering in photoshop by lifting the birds and turning either into graphic pen sketches or stamps. On the newest three (chickadee, nuthatch and mourning dove), I’ve included their calls, which any bird lover should recognize. “Yank-yank-yank” is the call of the Nuthatch we hear almost…
