Saturday, March 29, 2008



Intricacy is that which is given from the beginning, the birthright, an in intricacy is the hardiness of complexity that ensures againsts the failure of all life. This is our heritage, the piebald landscape of time. We walk around, we see a shred of the infinate possible combinations of an infinate variety of forms. Anything can happen. -Annie Dillard A Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

This is a piece of phenominal driftwood on the coast of Portland, OR. Even in something entitled debris there is a beauty that is haunting. I recommend this book by Annie Dillard to anyone that longs to see the world and awe in the intricacys of all that is around us and a Creator that somehow links all these billions and trillions of elements together to live.

Monday, March 3, 2008




Caption under picture two
"Partially Under Cover"
Post Card:
"I used to like you but I don't now. Don't hurry I might come back soon.
Yours Truly, Alice
Gone but not forgotten"
This is dated 1909
I found these postcards at an antique store and I could not pass up this one from 1909. Closure is a funny thing and I don't really think Alice got any. The first one is an Amish wax museum which is priceless.