Now I know how the border collie feels, standing in the field with the grass tickling its belly, knowing a sheep has escaped over the hill and beyond the copse of trees. I know how the eagle feels the first…
I’ve been thinking about issues of scale recently. I am working on a 10-story office building at work and when you’ve looked at lines on paper for a long time you forget about the massive scale of the real building. …
I am not the well-organized person who plans out a week of meals and the necessary ingredients—my wife does that. And good thing too, since we get to try new things and old favorites. This week the highlight was salade…
When you’re half the height of an adult human you live in a completely different stratum. Instead of teetering around on stilt legs you scuttle around near the ground like a millipede. Falling down is no problem—you can practically bounce…
Stop Two: a borderland with the biggest horizon you’ll ever see. A place where sand and salt coat everything in a sticky gritty sheen. A place where the hush of foam on the beach follows a contra-bass thump as water…