I've been noticing a shift in the homeless lately. I have been seeing more and more often women who look clean with signs that that are mothers out of work. Young people, middle aged, not unkempt. I see them with cardboard signs and it jolts me, because the line between us is thin. What places me in a … Continue reading An Artist’s Life
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Raindrops and Maple Leaves
The rains in the Pacific Northwest bring with them a stillness. Contemplative, peaceful, and melancholy as the last of the leaves say farewell to their season. The world is going to sleep; into hibernation; into their homes. The children go inside to read, play legos, do their homework, kill time on screens, and argue inside their confinements. Some urban … Continue reading Raindrops and Maple Leaves
