ROAD UPDATE: Pensacola

Originally posted to my Patreon community at Mississippi: OH EM GEE you’re heeeeere omg yay! Here, have a welcome center with all kinda free camping with picnic benches and spigots and shit and a FUCKING NASA SPACE CENTER!! Alabama: Fuck you. Welcome center closed. Florida: Fuck you. Show us your vegetables. Then welcome center, […]

The journey that began thrice

Originally, I was planning to leave for Spokane last Friday, giving myself a whole day to prep for the house show I was to be headlining in Spokane on Saturday. Alas, a 3 hour brake job ended up taking all day long on Thursday, setting me back and causing me to be working late on […]

Maui 2015

Back in April, with a little help from my friends, I returned to Maui for a week, where I was expertly whisked directly from the airport to Baldwin beach. OH GOD THE WATER SO GOOD SO GOOD OH GOD OH GOD SHO GHOOOOOOOD OH GHAAAAAD — Facebook Mostly, I spent my time sleeping, reading (the Percy […]


“Do you believe in life after delivery?” ‘Why, of course. There has to be something after delivery. Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves for what we will be later.’ “Nonsense. There is no life after delivery. What kind of life would that be?” ‘I don’t know, but there will be more light than here. […]

Shed Lyfe: Commenced

I’m moved into the shed, and it’s basically heavenly. It’s warm, it’s comfortable, it’s just the right size of a project. It seems I could in fact actually have a much smaller tiny house than I had anticipated having, presuming I had access to a shower somewhere.. but life has occurred, business is slow, and […]

“Only two things can reveal life’s great secrets: suffering and love.” – Paulo Coelho Well. That explains a lot.

SEAF 2013

Disclaimer: After a long week on my feet, I am a bit fried mentally, more than a bit exhausted physically, and yet still rather awake and energetic. My creativity is in the shitter, though, so if you’re hoping for poetry unfortunately I doubt you’ll find much this time. You will, however, find a blog entry […]


I don’t feel anymore. Not really. It’s more an echo of what feeling was like, an echo of what traveling in a flesh and pulsing nutrient water casing was like. I exist in sensory deprivation, not having senses. I do still have consciousness and empathy, which actually feels pretty serene now that I no longer […]

The Art of Stock

During my stay with my friends Per and Ingrid, who enjoy cooking with fresh food and especially bone-in meats, I came to discover that *gasp* they don’t save their trimmings and bones for stock makings. Blasphemy! Stock is awesome. It’s cheap as hell, even if you buy everything for it specifically, and easy to make. […]

Sweden: Two Weeks in Photographic Review

Like a glass of tasty bubbles, all good things must come to an end.. Click the first thumbnail and use the arrow keys to advance. Check the Sweden tag for all posts from my time abroad.

“I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing” – Neil Gaiman, Stardust


“My heart wants roots. My mind wants wings. I cannot bear their bickerings.” – E.Y. Harburg

Midnight in Sweden

If London is a watercolor, New York is an oil painting.

“For in that city there is neurosis in the air which the inhabitants mistake for energy.” ― Evelyn Waugh The New York subway has its own distinctive scent, like a cocktail of black tar and metal shavings, that I immediately find familiar and comforting every time I retun. You’d think it would mostly smell like […]

On the Road Again

I’ve got a lot of things swirling around right now, but I’m discovering that I’m not ready to write about any of it yet. So, for now, pictures, and basic recap of my trip thus far. My more interesting half-fragmented thoughts will remain in draft form for a while. For traveling with a person who […]

“I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it.” – Maya Angelou

Was in the bath again, thinking about times in my life I’ve fallen deep, and started looking to my relationship with music. Nirvana. Portishead. Dead Can Dance. Donnie Darko. Batman Begins. Amnesiac. Archive. Hula. The Fountain. Alice: Madness Returns. All music I’ve lived, sunk deep into, invited into a certain significant flow of my life, […]

“The most important things are the hardest to say, because words diminish them.” — Stephen King

“I have learned that success is to be measured not so much by the position that one has reached in life as by the obstacles which he has had to overcome while trying to succeed.” – Booker T. Washington

Bitter Soda

One of the things I have taken very seriously since having become suicidally depressed last month is my relationship with drugs and alcohol. Particularly alcohol, which has by far been the most destructive of my coping mechanisms in my life. Of late, I have partaken rarely, usually in very small amounts when I have, and […]

“He who works with his hands is a laborer. He who works with his hands and his head is a craftsman. He who works with his hands and his head and his heart is an artist.” ― St. Francis of Assisi

Namaste, suckers: My Qi Revolution experience

Friday, July 20, 2012: Packing for a 4-day, 36 hour Qigong seminar at the Tacoma Convention center. I am not bringing a laptop. Recently, along with about 425 other people, I trekked down to Tacoma to attend “Qi Revolution“, presented by Jeff Primack. The course is $99 and the CEU (continuing education credits, which are […]

“Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.” – Confucius

Not that I am generally asked, but if I were to give artsy learn-from-my-experience advice, I think the point I would stress the most is: Just keep going. Even when you think everything you do is shit. Even when your gear fucking breaks. Even when you’re ripping hours worth of work off stretcher bars because […]

“Sometimes life is hard. Things go wrong. In life and in love and in business and in friendship and in all the other ways life can go wrong. And when things get tough, this is what you should do: Make. Good. Art. Husband runs off with a politician…make good art. Legs crushed and then eaten […]