[Two Cranes on the Edge of a Pond,...
[Two Cranes on the Edge of a Pond, Indian School, c. 17th century.]
Translating the Ordinary
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Expressive Arts Therapy
A short digital flipbook I made a couple of years ago on the field of expressive arts therapy. There are a number of links hidden in clickable text throughout.
“♫ “Northern Sky” by Nick Drake”
“♫ “Northern Sky” by Nick Drake”
Dream a Little Dream
[Vimeo embed] One night in January, just messing around. I had recently been in a car accident + dealing with my usual lot of chronic illness and pain + generally...
Climbing In and Out of Holes
Journal excerpts from June and July. I walked barefoot 5 miles to a door I never knocked on. ☙ It’s not...
Let Me
… move like a gymnast in the wild storm, bending like the trees and whirling like the wind among the rain-soaked leaves. … sweep like a dancer across the stage,...
[The Introduction, Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale, c...
[The Introduction, Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale, c. late 19th or early 20th century.]
“We do not write because we want to;...
“We do not write because we want to; we write because we have to. - W. Somerset Maugham ”
[Blue Bells, Benjamin Williams Leader, 1858.]
[Blue Bells, Benjamin Williams Leader, 1858.]
“📺 The Other Bennet Sister”
“📺 The Other Bennet Sister”
[Ecce Ancilla Domini...
[Ecce Ancilla Domini! (The Annunciation), Dante Gabriel Rossetti, 1849-1850.]
I thought this scene from the Derry Girls...
[YouTube embed] I thought this scene from the Derry Girls s1 finale was moving and so well done, especially in its stark juxtaposition of “kids being kids” at a talent...
[Garden bouquet.]
[Garden bouquet.]
013: Not a Prophet
Nothing is hopeless; we must hope for everything. - Euripides May 22 “I have no answers, only questions.” But that’s not a bad thing. It means you are alive, alert, searching for truth and understanding. . . . ☙ In my quest for becoming “strong” and “enlightened,” I feel like I’m just walking uphill, trying to renounce things that are simply human, trying to overcome nature with supreme acts of…
“Be joyful though you have considered all the...
“Be joyful though you have considered all the facts. - Wendell Berry”
012: A Record of a Life
For this issue of my newsletter, I decided to comb through my journal and extract some (lightly edited) fragments written over the last few seasons. Warning: it ended up being rather long! But I was thinking of using these newsletters as a sort of stream-of-consciousness notebook. What do you think? ♡ e. October 24 The diary - a record of a life. Small, this life. Simple. A constant effort toward…
Speak
Speak, the child said. Say something. Please. She waited in the yard with outstretched hands, as if expecting a reply to fall into them. Please, the child said. I am...
Februaries
The cat in the old woman’s bag is eating at the leather, but the old woman is crawling on her stockinged knees to find her glasses once again. She is...
Compline
May the man be blessed, yes, this day and all the days of his life with the sweet consolation of answered prayers received in the pews of Roman churches dimly...
Hair
In the glory of your birth, you were dead. Just a column of dead, hardened cells pushed through the skin after a brief but busy life underground among the nerves...
The Visitor
A girl stood at your door and started knocking: short, staccato taps. One, two, three, four: more and more, delivered in a steady beat. It went on a while, it...
Well
People keep coming to the well to drink the cool, simple water. They fiddle with the rope, tilt the bucket, and lower it down, down, until it hits the bottom...
Stone after Stone
Have I asked for bread and gotten a stone again? Stone after stone after stone. Surely these prayers are cursed, mistranslated en route to God. How else can I explain...
“Often, the rays of sun find your face...
“Often, the rays of sun find your face and pause, simply because it’s so delightful to rest on such a beautiful cheek.”
Revelation
after G. M. Hopkins A swallow landed at the landlord’s golden gate: Svelte-seeming swallow, small begotten king, A thing to glory in so many miniatures of spring Sprung all to...