Scorpions are way cool.. Way. Cool. They glow in the dark. How cool is that? (more on their poetic biology later). January is my month to tap into of ferocity, tenacity, insight, and creative illumination; and a reminder of the deepest and most potent power— an intensity of purpose and vision that is life-sustaining and essential: a creative venom.Read More
I am a monster of my own making, a digital phantasmagoria. I (re)imagine myself.
I hear the me who is not me, yet still me
I am Many She-Monsters...
Full creative essay and new experimental voice film published on Question Journal: A New Journal for the Humanities from South, West & Wales Doctoral Training Partnership. Check it out here.Read More
A few years ago, I did a photography project and it's stuck with me as a favorite durational art work.Two quotes come to mind now via this wee flower project of simple observation coupled with the unrelenting and contant still-(dis)believable / (un)believeable march of events in our world— it all feels like a remembering of a never-was / once was— the conitnued surreality of my 21st century Ever-Romanticism.Read More
Words. (What? Wait. What did you say? What did I hear?)
Words out of the order. Whisper. Wail. Speak. Sing. Scream. Sling shot shouts. Swoops like sirens. Echo. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Discard what isn’t useful. Discord. Discard. Draw out. Breathe. Sigh. Gasp. Ingress. Inspire. Respire. Take apart the diphthongs. Vowels long. Vowels short. Explode plosives. Consonants crackle and quake, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera, and so on.Read More