always

insomnia notes

backyard, 7:30am

lessons not learned in childhood

is it true?

between thoughts

diving in

areas of fog

the whole enchilada

love at first sight

that je ne sais quois

this thing

This way

Old sign painted on an old building in Wichita

quilting with pixels

once upon a mushroom

flattened out

Inspired by a Richard Foreman quote about the loss of personal cultural complexity as we become accustomed to information at the touch of a button.

searching for fine

saturday morning dwoodles