Sarah Slean, Snow, Perennial rearrangement
A week ago, after seeing Sarah Slean, the goddess of perennial rearrangement**, we decided to go to the cabin, a 45 minute drive west of the city. It was snowin...
A week ago, after seeing Sarah Slean, the goddess of perennial rearrangement**, we decided to go to the cabin, a 45 minute drive west of the city. It was snowin...
For what it’s worth, let me introduce myself to you as of March 2013: You could, if you wish, take me for a has-been. Retreaded once too often: the tread, havin...
A young woman at a small round table in a coffee shop. Around her neck a sheer scarf, loose, one fallen end draped across a stack of books then spilling over th...
I like the blanket feel of a grey day.I like it especially out here where I can study the flat relief of aspen,see the grooved thick black thighs, planted...