Spring doesn’t come all at once. As this ravine in Vernon shows… “Spring” is the wrong concept entirely. Experience has to be selectively read in order for the concept to fit at all. […]
Spring doesn’t come all at once. As this ravine in Vernon shows… “Spring” is the wrong concept entirely. Experience has to be selectively read in order for the concept to fit at all. […]
Celebrate the season! It’s a colour palette for rejoicing. Art without four seasons. Life without four seasons. Life with dozens, often two at the same time, passing through each other like clouds! […]
This is the fourth post in which I unravel a year long walkabout into threads, in preparation for weaving them together into book form, not to mention a presentation next week for […]