before color was invented

The one where I kill a wall then rebuild it

In the process of preparing to build a mini dry sauna in a glassed in porch (aka the sun room), I busted into the existing wall attempting to get down to a solid surface onto which the sauna framing could be attached.     I suppose I could’ve simply…

On being a homeowner in Seattle

The place that I currently live is the fourth house that Jon and I have owned in Seattle. But it’s the first house that I’ve been in love with. It feels like an extension of myself, and it exudes a real sense of belonging and safety….

Goodbye Facebook (again)

Even my best days, when I’m optimistic, motivated and in love with the world, can be instantly ruined by a visit to Facebook. Like most of the internet, Facebook is filled with click-spam, sexist racist xenophobic trolls, ads, empty opinions, vapid congratulations, stupid gifs and memes, fake…

Where’s Funki?!

Summer days are blazing past at a million miles an hour. Sun is up and zooooooooom, gone again. A year ago, we relocated to this house, a spectacular old house with an even more spectacular level of neglect. My days since have been filled with…

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Back at (home)work

Long story short, I’m no longer doing the day-job thing. I ended up in a position that expanded right as I plopped in, and while the people were amazing, the work amazing and the organization was on a clear trajectory to infinite awesomeness, that pace…

Working with City Fruit

This spring (2014), I started a new part time job as the office manager at City Fruit.  What is City Fruit? We have too much of this in Seattle…fruit rotting on the ground. People inherit a fruit tree with their house, but they don’t know what…

Going dark

As the sun wanes and rainy skies take over, I am withdrawing into the creative den of my new fortress of solitude. Will emerge next spring with new ways to share my craft with the world. Who knows what my brain has in store for…

The missing man

It’s true that you often can’t know how much someone meant to you until they are gone. No more Mark relaxing by the garage in the alley, having a leisurely smoke and chatting up anyone who has the time. I took for granted that half…

Long Days at the Downtown Library

There are not many days I look forward to anymore. That may sound terrible, but I feel indifferent to it. I was going to say “at peace with it” but I don’t feel peaceful as much as complacent. No agenda, and not much I will…

When I’m really quite old

Every day, two elder women walk past by house. One looks to be in her 80’s, the other could easily be in the 100-120 range. They converse in a language I don’t understand, but I can tell by their soft laughter and smiles that they are…

Am I lost?

I feel lost when it seems like I don’t understand humanity anymore. People have always been cruel to one another, but lately it seems to be bullies striking the weak, meek. Little kids, families, athletes, high schoolers.  One definition of evil could be something that…