I wrote a post on Saturday updating on a jute grass study and this morning a glitch in the WordPress app blew that post and the thread attached to it into history. I didn’t delete that post. I am apologizing… Read More ›
How I think
“See you at the Queen City Express”
We often describe ourselves, in this hobby, as “lone wolves” because our vocabulary is biased toward narrating our experience in only terms of our output, the models we make and the stuff of our collections. Exploring the broader culture of… Read More ›
times change
Into the pure darkness of last Wednesday evening at Autoport I knew exactly what I wanted to try, why I wanted it, and how I wanted to try it; that would free energy to focus on more technical skills. And… Read More ›
The Cardigans weather
“What the world needs is a rail-mounted pipe organ” is kind of what I was thinking this morning on the way home. 511 is long gone before daylight and I lost at hide-and-seek with 505 when it blew through Princess… Read More ›
track changes
I’m working on finalizing a new project here—it really is those final few tailoring tasks that absorb the most “real time”. Across the room, this morning’s sun finds a leftover skip in need of a Lister to come out and… Read More ›
Prince Street 