About Me

I am a writer and artist with the soul of a swing-dancing Pony Express rider. Interests include consumerism, classic films, environmental issues, scent-free living, health, science, writing, and robots. My blog reflects exploration in word and image. I can’t promise how often I will or won't post.
Things Fall
LETTING THINGS lie WHERE THEY                                                                        fall.
Video: Nostalgia Family Values
MOPP-ing Consumerism
Can soak up contamination. Can wipe clean. Can spread debris. Can contaminate.
Idealism and Subtlety
evolution within imperfection this side up
Beyond Composition
                    seeing beyond the words on the edges    what isn't said
Switching it up!
Time for more pics and fewer words! Blog update.  I've been on a bit of a mad journey the past year and a half. During this...
I recently chatted with Kyle Knappenberger at EnviroKlenz  about "How To Find Non-Toxic Cleaning Products," travel, overall wellne...
Advertising Sells Americans a Stinky Deal Part Two: Safe Zones for Wellness
Part Two, Safe Zones for Wellness During my formative years, advertising art and text was an exciting piece of the larger world de...
Advertising Sells Americans a Stinky Deal Part One: Personal Pollution and Hurting Others
Part One, Personal Pollution and Hurting Others I’m a writer and artist who happens to be chemically sensitive. How I experience the w...
I Once Bought 100 Books in a Week
I once bought a hundred used books in a week. Books entice me like jewels sparkling in shadowy corners. As a kid, I explored dilapidat...
Breaking My Whole Foods Market "Addiction"
I stomped my foot down on the twenty just as another wind gust bit at it. The woman who it belonged to rushed over and smiled as I handed i...
Wellness Ingredient: Broth or Stock?
Spring brings thoughts of reorganizing from the ground up. Gut health is the body's foundation. Years ago I was being treated by a n...
Winter Road Tripping -- Photos on the Go!
We had just passed the Interstate 55 exit and were headed west on I-80. My throat felt odd like I was in rush hour traffic, but we ...
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