Art on Purpose
Most hardware stores have a whole aisle dedicated to fasteners, and they don’t come cheap. Fasteners are objects/substances we use to connect stuff together for various purposes, and for various durations, and they come in all shapes and sizes. … Continued
As I mentioned before, making and inhabiting a custom built house is a little like the nesting process birds go through in preparation for mating. We gather the materials and use what nature gave each of us (beaks, thumbs, … Continued
My nest is now in the functional stage. The building stage is over, but there is polishing yet to come. For now, I’m more concerned with the middle stage of habitation. The other day, I needed room in the studio … Continued
Building a house is simple. Walls, a roof and floor – wheels, in my case. Etymologically, “building” specifically refers to erecting a house, and now the word is also a noun that essentially means shelter. Building is a human need, … Continued
It is especially poignant today, as an immigrant in a country built by immigrants (who were all shunned as soon as they came in, except for slaves; slaves were welcome), unable to find connection and belonging, to finally force it … Continued
My latest project has been more of a mysterious adventure than I had thought. For two years I’ve been waiting for all the experiences related to building my house – just like compost – to break down, settle, and nourish … Continued
Such a funny phrase this: to take stock, meaning to do inventory. To take/remove/observe the stock/trunk/cohesive part of something. To analyze something to its core. Or, maybe it just means to drink broth, and i’m reading too much into it. … Continued
Life is hectic for someone who doesn’t have the structure of routine that school or work provides; the early morning alarm and the hurried breakfast (or skip the breakfast, and grab a coffee), the office and desk work, the campus … Continued
Every full moon, a horde of howling creatures on LED lit bicycles gathers in front of Eichardt’s Pub on Cedar Street, in Sandpoint, Idaho. The creatures start out pretty tame as their number slowly rise from 8 pm until 9. Some … Continued
