I have been working on preparing raw materials for a sculpture: imbuing the fabric with bits of myself along the way it is inevitable that a transmutation will take place. Continue reading
Spring has officially sprung, the world is slowly opening up and we can cast open our windows and step forth into the sun. Even though I am currently living in Hawaii where it didn’t dip much below 70 even in the deepest months of winter, I have felt the breezes of April whoosh across my face and find that I am filled once again with a certain freshness. It is officially time to get up offa that thing.
I think when most people conjure up images of Honolulu, the imagination seems to stop at visions of swimsuit clad tourists hanging out on Waikiki beach working on winter tans while trying to catch a wave on a longboard. Streets lined with all the big hotel brands, oodles of sunshine and a palm tree on every corner. Continue reading
In the early mornings a cool dew now lingers in the grass, but like my vague thoughts of winter it disappears with the sun. Continue reading
I will sit in this house,
these rooms,
empty
and stare out at the sea filled with some sort of longing.
