
I just made myself a proper breakfast for the first time in… maybe a year? Life is good. Time to plan a fun camping trip to a cool, mountainous, wooded spot. And continue rebuilding my physical strength. At the moment, I’m about to start a huge new watercolor that can be whatever I want it […]

This painting will be my contribution tomorrow to a fundraiser for the Oasis Women’s Mental Health Center in Birmingham, AL.

There’s some sh*t I need to release and remove from my space and consciousness , before I can let myself take a deep breath and start to splatter and smear joy.

Forty-plus years in a team-driven, deadline-critical profession, not knowing I was Autistic. Architecture was hell for me.

Your ashes; my ballast in this bewildering world
So what has more value – the fire or the shelter? In the illustration both are temporary… If I saw someone doing this I would think they were leaving on a long journey. But now that I’ve been doing work on my house (myself) I realize that the way our homes are put together does not make a lot of sense. They are designed to fail. They work if they’re built properly… but how many people have homes that are built properly?