Mow Me DownHe was mowing the ditch, not with a string cutterbut with a heavy moweras I walked by he felt he needed to explain –he was shirtless because of this...
Who am I
Caramel thickness rich with layers of brown agaveIndigenous- my story isNampeyo’s Legacy fusing red clay with loveSerendipitousMy story is locs of painBreaking...
Over the last ten years I’ve made two kinds of art: paintings and site-specific wall drawings. Both use layers of marks and geometric structure inspired...
THOUGHTS ON THIS FRIDAY NIGHT
I went to the Chabad House
For Shabbat services and dinner
They sing with passion
The men locked arms
I still can’t help but...