Embracing the Gifts of Darkness
In 2019 I began making drawings with crumpled paper. Taking a clean sheet of paper, I’d crumple the thing up in my hands, then smooth… Read More »Embracing the Gifts of Darkness
Experiments
Befriending our shadows – a few new videos and photographs
Our SDI publication Listen is online – a reflection on spiritual companionship, and collaboration between Rev Anil Seifu Singh-Molares and myself. SeiFu writes on the… Read More »Befriending our shadows – a few new videos and photographs
A Roadmap of The Dying Self
Oil on canvas, 30” x 40” x 1.5”, completed in late 2020. The painting is my transformation; my listening companion. A frankenstein of my longings… Read More »A Roadmap of The Dying Self
Breath, Step, Draw, Repeat
I’ve been training for a couple of years in becoming a Facilitator in Interspiritual Meditation – a universal seven-step practice that was developed as a… Read More »Breath, Step, Draw, Repeat
The I-5 Scar – unstretched painting on canvas
I made this painting a few years ago, of the i5 scar cutting through downtown Seattle – did you know when they built these interstates… Read More »The I-5 Scar – unstretched painting on canvas
Rupture 2
Why do you wake up at 5am, on a Saturday, and feel the need to fill in color squares with more color, to glom some… Read More »Rupture 2
Metanoia
This weekend I turned 42. On my birthday morning, after making coffee, I pulled up the New York Times. The zeitgeist is deeply troubled. The… Read More »Metanoia
On Listening
above – detail from a commissioned artwork for Westminster Chapel, graphite on paper, 2017. Map drawing of Bellevue area, drawings of handwritten notes from participants… Read More »On Listening
I’m hosting a podcast for Spiritual Directors International
Hey there friends, I’m foraying into a new medium – podcasts! In my work at Spiritual Directors International (SDI) – I’m now recording and… Read More »I’m hosting a podcast for Spiritual Directors International
Here, Illuminated
One recent morning, I woke at 4:30. I am an early riser, but not this early. My body was fatigued, my eyes groggy, yet my… Read More »Here, Illuminated