July 23, 2014 § Leave a comment
I am teaching a class at RISD this fall:
Jewelry Studio: Call + Respond
Come join me Thursday evenings, researching at the RISD Museum + making in response
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July 4, 2014 § Leave a comment
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July 17, 2012 § 2 Comments
when the old man took his place on stage and began to play all the room fell silent. it was the blues – he played alongside a young man – their two pianos angled inwards. they played off of one another – with one another – i wondered who they were. i looked at the old man, i was sucked right in. his white hair – his thick horn rimmed glasses – his silver rings : one on each finger – his seemingly frail silhouette – his black high top chuck taylor’s sporting flames. he was gentle yet aggressive and played with a refreshing looseness that conveyed his level of comfort with his instrument – and yet after years of mastery he was coy – humble. they jammed – i watched – and when it was over neither one of them spoke a word – and left the stage with little more than a nod of their heads.
i encountered them on my way out – as i was running to get my car and came to know that this man’s name is mark. sam – his son, played with him on this night, ‘a rare moment’ they said because they live in different cities. mark said his rings fly off sometimes when he is playing – but that they always come back.
photo credit: Rick Farrell | mojophotori.com
July 5, 2012 § Leave a comment
each time my eyes focused i was delighted to find shades of the past, a weather beaten landscape dotted by ramshackle cottages – the kind of beauty that i seek so heartily yet eludes me so often – it still lives here for now, a way of life that seems to be constantly eroding