GiftED – paper sculptures on the road

If you troll about the literary world, you may have heard of Edinburgh’s mysterious sculptures, their delicate carvings found anonymously gifted to libraries and museums. (I briefly mused on the escapades at the time) The beauties were found stashed around cultural venues last year, leaving the city and the literatti abuzz with speculation. Who could … Continue reading

Night of the Dead

Th older I get the more seasonal my life becomes. The perfect Florida orange in January, the first frosty morning requiring wool socks — it’s these transitions and moments that measure out my years. Witnessing the changing patterns of the planet and the movement of the light mark time in ways more profound than clocks … Continue reading

Extra Credit: Whales

I love whales. Seriously. For me they hold a natural affinity, one which other (possibly sane) people often reserve for primates. There is something eternal and wise, ancient and prescient about the beasts from the deep. It may sound silly, but somehow, they seem to sing to my soul. They didn’t always, but then my … Continue reading

The Clandestine Bibliophile

There is a stealth artist in our midst. The Batman of bookart has been gallivanting about town for months, leaving precious sculptures with inscribed messages for the literary community. First there was Scottish Poetry Library – a poetree stashed among the shelves. The National Library displays theirs in the entrance, a badge of honor. Then … Continue reading