Terrace Mountain has a new lagoon on the lake, to reflect in. If this were a mature culture, there would be pilgrimages.
White ash scribbler! Gardom Lake Compare the language of the poplar, which is less process and more about repetition and echo. And the firs and cottonwoods? Well. What benders. Firs dark, cottonwoods […]
At the edge of light and perception, the boundaries of what it is to be human reveal themselves. I don’t mean what it is to be human socially and emotionally. I mean, […]
Photography in the fog is a dim affair. Sand does it better than pixels. Well, sand and tide going out. Five-dimensional photography! You could lose your self here on Ruby Beach and […]
When I was four years old, I walked around skies like this, for fear of falling through the world. Now I walk around them, carefully, so I don’t disturb the mind that […]
This is cool. Here’s a conscious moment at the mouth of Lower BX Creek… Willows Being Willows. Water Being Water. And here’s what the subconscious mind sees… The Sky is Water Do […]