Tuesday, September 29, 2015

The House at 10 Cedar Street

These are images from the last days at the house at 10 Cedar Street. A house that I kept as a shrine to my failed marriiage. The house contains countless hours of work and reflection. Rooms which created and contained drama and poetry. A wonderful container for my projects and personal growth through the 1970's and 80's. I grew out of it and the failure that it represented. I learned everything here that I needed to know about living. I live somewhere else now. I miss this house every fall season.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Welcome to Slow Tornado

This blog is a chronicle site. It follows the movement and re-arrangement
of the objects in my life over time. Sort of like a slow tornado.