Looks a bit like an animal skin?


The window of my studio reflected into a plaster pool, just poured.

I came upon 50 or so broken eggs. From a distance, I thought one animal had gotten into another's nest. As I got closer, I realized it was a compost pile.

Spinning tops. Yes, they really do spin. Wouldn't it be lovely to have hundreds on the floor spinning at the same time, then knocking into one another once they begin to slow down?


"Ern" visited this past wekend. We went on a walk, and found the actuall "Cub Creek". This place has all the rawness I'd hoped from rural Virginia.