Use your eyes, your brain, your words, your actions. Or they will be used against you.
Plus a little bit of the Devil.
Watch me paint!
A writing exercise that turned into a little touch exercise.
I riff on a remark Erik made months ago, about memory and food-fullness.
On going deep.
Excerpts from my first two journal entries upon arriving in Boston for a three-month stay, including thoughts on writing and a photo of myself with a penguin.