
Reconciling Paradox – an Artist’s Way
Art CV at bottom of this page, includes cyber art citations back to 1997-2003. Here’s another installment of my younger self aiming to figure stuff out, and simply…
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Art CV at bottom of this page, includes cyber art citations back to 1997-2003. Here’s another installment of my younger self aiming to figure stuff out, and simply…

Around 5 years ago, we needed to put down our dog Teddy. My son just today asked me where Teddy really is. At the time we had told…

Our children need our protection not infantilization. It’s time for creators to stop producing trite, dopamine-drippy, algorithmically-oriented content, and offer instead true stories that count. Like family origin…

In myth and in life, Proteges slaying Mentors is an age-old archetypal pattern, and one that represents an energetic exchange that can be uniquely helpful in a protege’s…

Tomorrow I turn 55, and I kind of love this age and all it represents. This birthday reminds me of my old restaurant days when I waited tables…

Assumptions, click bait, and real communication across the Internet: stats are servants to storytelling Most of us have been conditioned to chase likes, loves, follows, and comments on…

In my Buddhism practice, there is a practice statement that has been gnawing away at me. It’s phrased so benignly, but the implications have been earth-shattering for me.…

Stories from mine: When I feel raw and tired, I call my Aunt BahBah – the peace wrangler of the family. Her last name is Lamb, and sheep,…

I’ve been taking Buddhism classes with Jungto Society, and I love them. The classes teach about the history, the philosophy, and the principles of Buddhism, but mostly they…

Back in 2021, I woke up with a start one night, read a random article about NFTs, and set about this new art project. It’s not over yet,…

Yes, there are archives inside archives. lol In the interest of preserving more embarrassing, and sometimes helpful, writings below are archival links to my old “Ideas of the…

This is how I used to envision a life well lived: that every day, a person could leave behind them ripples of enlightenment, that would wash into realization…