Creating art can be an act of resistance, which is maybe one of the major reasons to do it. Art can show us new ways of thinking, new ways of understanding an idea. Maybe we’re afraid of something and we read a story in which the object of our fear, a spider or a snake […]
Well, I’ll be damned. Just when I thought it was all doom and gloom, there are little slivers of hope like fragile shards of broken light penetrating my world. Don’t worry, it’s mostly still doom and gloom, maybe just doo and gloo, though. Michael and I watched a PBS series called A Brief History of
I wasn’t expecting it to hurt. After totality, after the Diamond Ring dazzled us, after the first light began to fade back in … it was just the same, sorry old world it was before, and it felt kind of awful, to be honest. Like … we saw this amazing thing, and everyone cheered and
Silvering light surrounds usas we wait for the momentEach subtle movement softly encroachingLike tentative loversreaching for each otherSun and moon one fleshfor this short whileSuddenly there’s OtherWorldly twilightSuddenly night drops like a stoneThere’s a ring in the sky, signaling silenceBringing the heart-light homeThe towering trees quakingalmost lit from withinas the fading sun beginsto soften for
Sometimes you just have to bite the bullet and follow the stars. Or in this case, the Sun, which is a star, too. Michael and I are headed to Arkansas in a few days, where totality will be crossing right through the parents’ backyard. How could we not go? I kind of don’t love traveling,
