Archive for July, 2012

…and the significance of small things: The last word in ignorance is the man who says of an animal or plant, ‘What good is it?’ If the land mechanism as a whole is good, then every part is good, whether we understand it or not. If the biota, in the course of aeons, has built […]

Gnawed, Frayed


  In the continuing series of Scholar’s Rocks, here is “Gnawed, Frayed.” She made her debut in Sun Worshippers, a curated publication by Sierra Stinson.



Something about the palette of Fairfield Porter is so arresting. It’s achy, almost. Melancholic and nostalgic.

another go


I sat on the idea of writing about disappointment for a long time before posting a post that went up and came down in the same day. I became uneasy about the line between public and private– a common conundrum in the contemporary communication climate. But I still do want to address it, especially in […]