Notion

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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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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The Pure Accident of Home

I was born to a divot of open land, partially swallowed by blackberry bushes and sloping forest, bookended by tall canyon walls on the edge of the hot central valley in northern California. In the summer, the earth was brown and yellow, a swath of dust and spindly star thistle; in the winter, a potent […]

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Nostalgia

“Soon, nostalgia will be another name for Europe.” — Angela Carter When shadows grow long and light turns rosy near the end of a long summer day, a moment’s respite becomes an opening for the force of wistfulness to move in. It’s a trick of dusk: like lighting on a stage or the right musical cue, our hearts […]

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Train

Today I’m slicing the California landscape in two with rusty steel, riding a seam down some red dirt middle of the valley all the way to the gray blue calm of the bay that reaches out silver at the end of the day to some unseen horizon beneath the sun. Today I’m traveling by a means […]

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Memory & Place

* If our physical lives resembled the life of the mind, the earth beneath our feet would be a fluid collage of places we’ve stepped before. One step would land in Mexico, the next in the river of my childhood, the next in the desert of Nevada, then that cafe I went to once, that hill […]

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Fog

There’s an unpredictability to the grayness of days in our cove by this water, us in this dent on the edge of the west. As if caught in an eddy, our Bay sends swirls of dark air to engulf us and wrap our landscape in mystery. It is something circadian, yet somehow always sudden. When […]

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