Well that was a shit election. I didn’t need to watch the needle – last evening’s downcast faces told me all I needed to know. The boom of a lone firework that went off at 11:30pm nearby announced what I knew was coming. The rest of that fitful restless night I tried, and failed, to sleep through the gnawing dread… Read More »On Apocalypses
Moonrise, Cowlitz Park – oil on canvas – 30″ x 22″ – 2018 “If there remains any vestige of self that can be aware of itself as “having arrived” and having “attained possession”, then it can be sure of the return of the old dread, the old night, the old nothingness, until all self-sufficiency and self-complacency are destroyed.” Thomas Merton… Read More »On Arriving
(A slightly edited version of a Facebook post I wrote on Election Day 2018 -mw) I can recall Election Day 2016. I was in the best mood. I remember believing Trump would be obliterated in the election, forced to crawl back under his slimy proverbial rock, and that the ridiculous circus phenomenon of our American political zeitgeist would be… Read More »Lets Begin