Backworld slipping is not an option

May 12, 2019.Reading time 6 minutes.

“Creativity ignited a spark. In that moment, I saw that art is not peripheral, beauty is not optional, but a strategy for survival.” – Terry Tempest Williams

I walked away a long time ago so that I could find out who I am.

drops in the collective making waves and changing lives

May 11, 2019.Reading time 4 minutes.

Sometimes amazing things happen when you follow your heart. Even actions that seem small have ripple effects.

Sea Turtle in rehabilitation pool. Photo: Paul Perreault.

Prostrate Undulation ~ American Sentence 89 of 108

April 23, 2019.Reading time 1 minute.

Frederica Hall, a local artist, created this drawing, I love her play with color. She said she felt like I was in a cosmic egg. I’m curious to see how she will finish.

So much filling a room

April 20, 2019.Reading time 1 minute.

We moved to a small room in an annex to the Poetry Project at St. Mark’s Church. Nada Gordon was teaching – I think we were free-writing, getting warmed up.

My marriage was a disaster and I did’t necessarily feel like feeling anything – so I focused on the room and the sounds and the imagery and the energy of nervous writers filling the space. I put a lot of pressure on writing to take the place of music.

I’m guessing this happened in 2004.

Empty Your Mind ~ American Sentence Day 88 of 108

April 7, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Sketch by Shawn S.

It’s times like this when my yoga practice comes in handy.

Be the boy that dances – Music Monday

March 11, 2019.Reading time 1 minute.

Paul inspires me creatively. His approach to art is refreshing, a little bit vulnerable, and fun!

Reclaim Experience, Reclaim the Ordinary

March 10, 2019.Reading time 4 minutes.

Feeling pretty darn lucky! Get outside and enjoy your life.

Nothing is Personal

March 2, 2019.Reading time 3 minutes.

It was a time when I was alone, not ready to be with anyone. Scorched by the last love affair, nerves still scarred over. It was a Monday night. My friend Leslie texted me, the model for her life drawing class didn’t show up – would I want to model? I said sure, I can be there in 20 minutes. I grabbed a bath robe, drove through the snow, and before I had a chance to think, I was naked in a circle of artists. Next day, I wrote this . . .