I Am the Work

In the 60s the space race and the UFO craze were in full swing, and aside from their sleek coolness—obviously space ships but able to fly around easily in the air (and sometimes even the water) and full of intriguing, mysterious gadgets—flying saucers were the key to fearsome powers and fantastic places.
I still like flying [...]

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heavy, worn floorboards are a founding image/essense in my imagination. the faint must of old houses, the medium chill of a bare floor in autumn or spring, the scrubbed surface etched with history, the living feel of the fiber, the spareness of it, the richness of a pure material that over long years transforms from [...]

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