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Q&A: Afton Love on landscape, beeswax and home

Afton Love is an Oakland-based artist who works with graphite, beeswax and tracing paper to create large-scale portraits of rock-laden landscapes and intimate studies of the cracks and crevices in between. She’s also my sister, but I swear I’m not biased when I say that her work is awe-inspiring, larger than life — even as it depicts massive […]

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The Art of Staying Still

There is something to silence, something to solitude and the sustainment of a state of being that lulls a mind into its quiet nooks and rifts, cocooning thoughts into circuitous notions and immovable meditations. To be fixed, fastened and pinned to one place can make a body move slow and make the wandering heart crave… something. Anything. To simply […]

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[FRAGMENT] Worn Stories

I’ve written before about Istanbul and about my body becoming home when home was thousands of miles away. But I recently wrote a little essay about the shoes that got me across that city and across my fears of loneliness, and it was published by the very cool blog/project, Worn Stories, which was also published as […]

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Detroit Story

Everyone has a story. Lives are understood through the narratives built by the facts of existence. My life is my story, built of childhood and bad dreams and loved ones and inspiration. But lives are not lived by the living alone. There are lives in the events that unfold over time, lives in the objects we surround ourselves with and […]

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Bolinas

Today, like most days, the world is in some kind of turmoil: bombs in Thailand, toxic rivers in North Carolina, toxic rivers in Colorado, explosions in China, thirsty sinking land in a burning California, interracial unrest, stock market slumps. To escape the bombardment of bad news is a feat reserved for the weary and the restless, those […]

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Water & Blue

I recently became consumed with the color blue, gathering all my blue things together into little arrangements — stacks of blue books, collections of blue jars and vessels, blue flower pots prominently placed, sleeping between blue sheets, craning my neck to see the blue of the bay. Friday night the sky grew a blue moon. And Friday night […]

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[FRAGMENT] Summer Rain

Today I woke up to rain. Or, at the very least, an excuse for rain in this drought-ridden California. Light drops fell in a hazy sheet from the gray sky, dirt turning dark and vibrant. It didn’t last long, but for those few hours I was transported to a different time and place. I left […]

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