weekly photos vol 23

The winter light is amazing in the house. It hits the disco ball without my moving it in the morning and then accents the kitchen when it’s time to cook dinner. Wild Dark Shore is as great as everyone is saying. We had the tiniest flurry this week which got everyone excited.

bad protest art and a new medium

When I was sitting quietly in my office, I got an idea. I’ve been mourning the news from Minneapolis and our shared loss of humanity in how we treat each other. What if my piece this week could (poorly) illustrate that? Yes, people dying is a loss of humanity. But enactors of violence are also […]

Delights 5: one shift leads to another

I’ve been moving some routines around in the kitchen. I’ve picked out Samin Nosrat as a teacher—in the most intuitive way. I love her cookbooks. They are beautiful and teach me so much and I enjoy them. My friend Sarah told me about her pandemic podcast Home Cooking and it is the light, chatty podcast […]

Delights 4: true or false

I always warn people that work with Micah that he tells totally believable but completely false stories sometimes. Once, in middle school, a teacher walked him out after school and remarked to me, “I had no idea you were Jewish!” I, startled, said that we were not actually Jewish and she looked shocked. “Micah told […]

weekly photos vol 22

This week I took a hike for my birthday, drank two tiny coffees each morning, made ciabatta bread, organized a stack of upcoming reading.

art deadlines

After resolving to make more art in 2026, I looked at my most recent piece every day. It wasn’t perfect you know. I’m not well-trained but I have a good enough eye to know that my work could be better. I quickly realized that my good enough eye was going to prevent me from making […]

Delights 3: the bookstore

On my way out of the bookstore, I caught the attention of the owner. A few weeks ago, he helped me pick a book for my oldest son, who is intellectually disabled and autistic, and my son had loved the gift. The owner walked me around the store, asking me questions about my son, and […]