My god lives here in the darkness, in the snow, in buckets of sap, the soul of the trees, flowing by the freeze and thaw of howling night and gentle day, like me, learning to flow with ice in my lungs and hot sugar crystals glazing my wind-ravaged cheeks. On split lips, I taste something elemental. Pine needles, cold. The sweat of the mountain. The proximity to the fire and boil that […]
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Morning snowfall
I awoke on an island, a curious castaway, the quiet white sea spread before me.
First Snowfall
My favorite part of this recently-finished painting is difficult to detect on camera. Look closely with the right angles and in the right light and you’ll find evidence of little happenings in the snow, the scratches of the bird on the post searching for a seed, mouse tracks disappearing into a burrowed hole, an early […]