On the way back from the art museum, from a day of vivid artistic expression in oil and ceramic and gold and ink and celluloid and marble and acrylic, I dream of a world of bright colored canvas scenes in Italian and Flemish and French. As we drive, the streets tick by, with exquisite regularity. … Continue reading Art vs Suburbs – Peter Bruegel the Elder
We spent some time together going camping on a hill The birdsong sweet, the daytime warm, and evening crickets shrill. We talked all day and walked the fields and drank wine from a box. We shared our thoughts about the world and gathered flowers and rocks. The sun was hot, that afternoon, and hazy clouds … Continue reading Rain in the tent
“Turn it down,” I shouted as I banged upon the sky. “Can’t you see, I can not sleep, but really need to try?” The moon’s enchanting laughter rained on downy forest bed. I felt the weight of morning’s chores, an ice floe in my head. She said, “tonight’s my special night, you can’t deny me … Continue reading Super Moon
He kissed me in the linguistics section of the local used book store. The irony was not lost on me, because the gentle tapping of his tongue on my lips was a language, itself, full of meaning and intention, meant to make me lose, at least, my train of thought, and at most, my self … Continue reading A grammar, interrupted
So here I am, in a bar near a tourist section of Boston. The upstairs is crowded, and people are dancing to the music some guy is playing in his Mac, over big speakers. There is a boy-girl couple on one side of the dance floor. A young attractive pair, jerking and twisting to the … Continue reading For love and staus updates
Overview set of pictures from Mafi Dove, Ghana
(this was written there, and is just now getting posted) We have been very busy, and there has been little time to write, and even less time to type out entire papers on my cell phone’s virtual keyboard – let me say, that tapping out lots of text with my thumbs is slow and I … Continue reading First Day – 4
Next, the 8 computers and 2 printers were brought into the church and they were placed on the table to be presented to the community. There was a loud cheer, and excited buzz and the computers were shown to the assembled party. Next, the village leaders presented to us some Batik cloth that they had … Continue reading First day iii
We left the chiefs house and crossed the village on foot, again surrounded by a choir of dancing, excited children. We headed over to the church, a set of partial walls of cinder brick and some lumber frame, topped by a corrugated tin roof. There were approximately 200 people in lawn chairs and sitting on … Continue reading First evening in the village II
When we arrived in the village, there was a sound like the buzzing of bees in the distance, but it was much louder and growing. Children had heard that Nell “Sister Ama” was coming to town. As we crossed into the school yard, on the edge of town, crowds of children came rushing toward the … Continue reading First evening in the village I
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