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Making Manifesto #1 (pasta)

I wish I could boil it all down to a few core ideas that I’d like to run with in my art-making, or a raison d’etre that winds through all my creative activities. Sure, themes show up, things that I am particularly intrigued by and have to process through creative means. But boiling it down is tough—I spend my days dancing with and dodging ideas that throw themselves at me like I’m some sort of artistic Tiger Beat heartthrob. They’ll be new ideas, ideas about previous ideas, or developments on a slight idea detour I took about last week’s thrilling idea. This isn’t to say that I don’t get things done; somehow, I manage to sift through the slurry of ideas and extract the ones that feel especially exciting and plausible, and I make them happen. Even then, I’m a generous extractor and still end up with heaps of ideas piled on my plate. It’s sort of like my ideas are fresh dough (gluten free—I have an allergy) and I’m running them through a hand-cranked pasta-making machine (I absolutely …
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you have my heart now

you have my heart now
you may swim the oceans inside me
now you have my hands
you may hold me til our bones are dust

see these flowers, wild in their climb toward
the sun?
shine on them, feed me with the warmth
of your tenderness

you have my faith now
you have summoned me from disbelief
my every breath worships alongside you

each touch, each sigh, a trembling testament to our love
our bodies clasped in color
shrouded in blankets of the light
we create

these moments float on the wind
cherry blossoms gathering at our feet
their petals
membranes fuse our fingertips
and sing us with the seasons

you have my heart now
you may rest among the clover inside me

Thoughts and Images from the Greenville, NC "Send Her Back" Trump Rally

An Afternoon Near Como

Here at the edge of Lake Como, the sloping mountains and rolling waters unite to create winds like this swamp girl's never felt before. The gusts arrive with varying power, sometimes to playfully tousle your hair and other times to remind you that even your bones can be chilled.

On the lakeshore, this wind is continuous--the pushy friend of amateur windsurfers and the bane of recently coiffed fashionistas. Yesterday I went on a long walk with my sister, her boyfriend's sister, sister-in-law, and her infant girl. Lots of sisters, sisterhood. Joyful camaraderie is to be expected on a trek like this, but we would periodically find ourselves turned into a band of haggard survivors each time a freshly fierce wind would nearly topple the stroller and we the strolling. Andalo Valtellino has truly swept me off my feet.

On this breezy walk, we made our way to a latteria sociale, which I understand to be some sort of farm/store/social club, which I suppose made total sense in a small v…

An Initial Critique of Public Art and its Tools

I adore festivals. I've been fortunate enough to attend many small-scale festivals, and I particularly enjoy ones that feature music, dance, and other culturally expressive elements. I study how festivals and similar arts/cultural "happenings" are useful for gathering people and adding to a framework of sustainable economic activity in an area. I'm lucky to be here with the time to write about these topics and I invite you to use yours to entertain healthy appreciation for and skepticism about the arts/cultural happenings you observe in your community. What is perceived as "public art" may not be for everyone. 

Festivals are a tool in the tool bag of Creative Placemaking. Creative Placemaking is both an urban development theory and practical strategy to elevate a physical space through tools such as public art installations, street festivals, and development of arts businesses. The term wasfirst coined in a 2010 whitepaper by Anne Markusen and Anne Gadwa wh…