Category Archives: Family

2021 Graphic Journal #37: Sept 25- Oct 14

Surviving

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2021 Graphic Journal #36: Sept 17- Sept 21

The Visitor #2: A Prequel

Posted in All part of the process, Being Human, Collage, doodles, Family, Fools Journey, Found Art, My Art, personal history, Puget Sound, Self-Experiments, Works in Progress | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Non-sequential Autobiography of an Inchoate Semipermeable Interactive Conglomerate Collective Entity #1

(All My Life) Trying to Fill A Person Shaped Hole in the World One Evening Child My whole being drawn Inward toward A Sheltering Skin Curled inside a pillowcase Naked Under Control Sticks and Twigs Boy with Shock of white … Continue reading

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2021 Graphic Journal #21: June 14-27

ADVANCED ENTRY: navigating familiar environments in extraordinary circumstances

Posted in Abstraction, All part of the process, Being Human, bodyworks, capturing light, change, Chaos and Order, Collage, delusions of progress, developing relationships, discovery and recovery, doodles, Drawing, Family, Fools Journey, Geographies of Death, investigations of color, Loss and Leaving, mindworks, My Art, my life, Other peoples words, visions from the dark side, whereever you go there you are, Works in Progress | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

My Friend Asha told me about 2 Deaths

Asha told me about her father dying in India: “My father was killed in a car accident. A truck ran into his car and ripped off the top. There are no driving laws in India. The truck driver ran away. … Continue reading

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