Two fairy tale encounters
Two fairy tale encounters
“Gwenn Carter, vagabond high priestess of the road, captures street-side rides from the West coast to the East and back again in this automotive photo compendium of the good vans, trucks, and low-rider, classic, and debonair cars of Carter’s occasional neighborhoods.”
A magical event is the emergence of a hibernating beast from its den within the earth.
Imbolc or Candlemas, Brigid’s Day or Groundhog Day — whatever it might be called — today the calendar shifts from bleak January to bleak February.
A postcard mailed to me by a friend initiates a journey into machines, killing, and fascists.
Fractured fairytales and other amusingly, shockingly distorted retellings. Just the right amount of cheekiness, creepiness, and clever insight about oral tradition.
An aspiring novelist must be a stubborn, irrational, plodding fool.
A successful novelist is a lucky, stubborn, irrational, plodding fool.
Arthur Danto helps me re-appreciate, if not re-capture, some of the nativity’s numinous joy.
There is a Life-threatening problem called Time.
My good friend Susan Meier creates beautiful, one-of-a kind cards for the holidays.
"In Bosch's Wayfarer ... a traveler is distracted by a small growling dog while walking the allegorical path of life…."
"One of the stars came unstuck from the firmament and darted in a white streak down the sky.”
“The ego falls away. Time flies. Every action, movement, and thought follows inevitably from the previous one…"
During the remote Bronze Age some 3500 years ago, a great and terrible war raged over the ownership of a trophy wife.
We retell the best stories, the ones that resonate, that teach how to be human.
“There were once two little girls who saw, or believed they saw, a thing in a forest.” Thus begins A.S. Byatt’s fairy tale about war.
King Solomon reveals secrets of Heavenly Espionage in his Testament.
Here lies Nzuzu, a fossilized water spirit, her petrified essence discovered inside green serpentine stone.