September 2023. I wrote a short piece, "Boats," for Emmanuel Iduma's Tender Photo project. It involves this snapshot of my aunt and my mother.
Seventeen years of friendship is no small matter and Jenny brings vision and acceptance.
I failed to get a good photo and that's love: ever unruly.
June 2023. One of my favorite people, photographer and writer Bucky Miller, called me out in his recent interview with Glasstire:
April 2022. Take heart: two trilliums this year where there was one the last!
Take heart: your connective weirdo friends know you, connective weirdo that you are, & are yrs for the reaching.
Too much tumult and broken world. Take heart, take heart.
November 2021. Teresa K. Miller traveled from Portland to Asheville to read from Borderline Fortune at Bagatelle Books. She reminded me of something I had forgotten. We met in Seattle as part of a big reading at a bar, years ago. Everyone was very cool, and I said something about not being cool, onstage, and she remembered this to me. Resonance is the beginning. It's not easy to get to Asheville on a book tour. Mountains are never easy. Teresa wrote her book in a gust of faith and then she made her way here to read from it.
Covid 2020. My friend Patrick, owner of Bagatelle Books here in Asheville, NC, had an idea to create new bookmarks for the shop with lines by writers who had read there. I was happy to curate this project. Shanita Jackson, Ash Lounsbury, Glenda Romualdo, and Eric Tran contributed their gorgeous lines to be enfolded in Bagatelle's books.
Summer 2020. This was a summer for memorizing "Paul Robeson" by Gwendolyn Brooks and saying it over & over again.
Roberson sacrificed material comfort and, ultimately, his mental health in support of oppressed people around the world. Testifying before the bogus and very real House Committee on Un-American Activities in 1956, he said:
"My father was a slave, and my people died to build this country, and I am going to stay here, and have a part of it just like you. And no Fascist-minded people will drive me from it. Is that clear?"
December 2019. I was excited to be part of Revolve Now at the Asheville Art Museum. Revolve Now was an evening of sound, performance, movement, and spoken-word vignettes. I ran a partly improvised tour for all takers called THIS IS NOT A TOUR.
This activity occurred at a heightened time of loss, transition, grief, and euphoria in my life. Maybe these are good qualifications for a tour guide. I walked around the museum with groups of strangers and friends asking them to scream every time they saw a lemon (Donald Sultan's lemons, upstairs).
My t-shirt was made by my friend Jason.
Here is something Jason made better (he did that):