Why did I start this Lenten project of painting watercolors on paper a little bigger than a postage stamp? My dad said our room is the...

This morning I noticed the same child’s school worksheet that I’d seen several times on our morning walk. No one claimed it. So, I took...

Guilt is shifty and slippery. It’s hard to put into words and explain. So today, I set out to do a sculpture to synthesize thoughts about...

let loose the resale be glib with the sea of stuff as the tide rolls out. I can hear my sons groaning on this one. I wrote this haiku...

Today, I gathered up the handful of lint I've been collecting on top of the dryer. I put the lint back and felt inspired to write. I...