Je n’ai pas peur
Confession: my relationship with words is broken. I used to write poetry, but I haven’t written any in a long time. Except for a few feeble attempts at haiku that don’t have staying power....
Monthly Archive: November 2021
The khaki world
I found the pants I was looking for. In the ragbag. Of course. One half leg is gone, but plenty remains to be cut and ironed and turned into squares or strips. This khaki...
Horseradish interlude
I’ve had this sheaf of dried horseradish ribs hanging around in the house for almost a year now and the time finally came to process it into usable fiber. I reviewed my posts from...
Square play
I sat down this morning just to have some fun with my squares. Get some idea of what I’ve got and how they might relate to each other. I’m very inspired by Jude Hill’s...
Asemic penpals
I belong to an asemic writing group on Facebook. There was recently a call for penpals that I joined. No need to write meaningfully, just send some asemic artwork in the mail. This appealed...