Watch The Full Moon Rise


“Death is always on the way, but the fact that you don’t know when it will arrive seems to take away from the finiteness of life. It’s that terrible precision that we hate so much. But because we don’t know, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that’s so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.”

Quote by Paul Bowles

Next full moon is on April 26, 2021. 
It will be a Super Pink Moon. 
Don’t miss it.

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Cooking with Artists

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I was happy to see that the Museum of Modern Art has ongoing series with chef Mina Stone. Several episodes are posted below, but have fun exploring the whole series on MoMA’s website. And save a link to that page. I believe they will continue to post new episodes.

Caledonia Curry aka SWOON


Maia Ruth Lee


Hugh Hayden


Anicka Yi

Anicka Yi

Adam Pendleton


Nathan Carter


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See Them as They Are


What if you knew you’d be the last
to touch someone?
If you were taking tickets, for example,
at the theater, tearing them,
giving back the ragged stubs,
you might take care to touch that palm,
brush your fingertips
along the life line’s crease.

When a man pulls his wheeled suitcase
too slowly through the airport, when
the car in front of me doesn’t signal,
when the clerk at the pharmacy
won’t say Thank you, I don’t remember
they’re going to die.

A friend told me she’d been with her aunt.
They’d just had lunch and the waiter,
a young gay man with plum black eyes,
joked as he served the coffee, kissed
her aunt’s powdered cheek when they left.
Then they walked half a block and her aunt
dropped dead on the sidewalk.

How close does the dragon’s spume
have to come? How wide does the crack
in heaven have to split?
What would people look like
if we could see them as they are,
soaked in honey, stung and swollen,
reckless, pinned against time?

The poem I shared is titled, If You Knew.
It was written by Ellen Bass. From her book, The Human Line.


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Evolving Through Art


I love the work of Masako Miki. (I’m also tickled pink that she lives somewhat near me! How cool is that?) Her work communicates the importance of adaptation and community. A sense of fluidity through culture and connection.

Masako Miki art

Masako Miki artwork

Masako Miki show

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Finding Your Focus


I’m a big fan of the podcast Creative Pep Talk. I thought this week’s episode was great. It’s called “This 4 Step Process for Finding Your Focus Unlocks Super Potent Motivation”. Kind of a long title, I know! haha. The host of the show is entertainingly eccentric. It’s the perfect podcast for artsy people pursuing a career in the arts. But I would imagine that anyone could benefit from a creative perspective and great advice.

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A Year To Live

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One of the first beliefs we come across is that the only reason we imagine we will die is because we are convinced we were born.

That’s the line I read this morning as I felt a moment of resonance. I looked up from the book at an empty schoolyard, feeling the warmth of the sun on my face. After the pause I continued on…

But we cannot trust hearsay! We must find out for ourselves. Were we born? Or was that just the vessel in which our timelessness momentarily resides. What indeed was born? And who dies?

When we look into the contents of consciousness by which we define ourselves, we find that nothing lasts very long. There is no thought we have ever had that did not have a beginning, a middle, and an end. Everything in consciousness is constantly dying and being reborn. One thought dissolves into another. One feeling evolves into the next. There seems nothing permanent, nothing that is not already dying. And we wonder in the midst of such impermanence if there is anything “real” enough to survive death.

The book I’m reading is A Year To Live, by Stephen Levine. It’s part of a yearlong online course I’m taking at Spirit Rock. I love it, so far, and I love reading books like this. (There is no special reason I decided to take this course. I just stumbled across it and thought it looked interesting.) I’ll share the next paragraph…

Life lasts only a moment. Then another moment arises and dissolves into the flow. We live our life from instant to instant never knowing what the next unfolding will provide. But then something in all this catches our eye. We realize that every experience of our lifetime has been impermanent, except one. That there is an unchanging spaciousness in which all our changes float. How could we have overlooked the obvious so completely? From the moment that we became aware we were aware, whether at the breast or in the womb or the day before yesterday, there has been a single constant no matter what else was happening. There has been a constant sense of simply being. Not being “this” or “that” but the “thusness” into which our treasured this and thats cannot be prevented from disappearing. In fact, this underlying sense of being is as present as we are, and does not change from birth to death. It is the constant hum of being in our ever-changing cells.

Pulling away from the page, looking down at my black canvas shoes next to the green-ness of the grass. Acknowledging the space and body I inhabit, and what it feels like to slowly inhale cool air. Gradually, I notice someone walking their dog in the far-off distance. I just let my eyes follow them until they exit the field and are no longer visible.

I’ll skip ahead a bit and share the last line of the chapter…

We have gone mad looking for a solid center but there is none. Our center is vast space. Nothing to die and nothing to hang your hat on.


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Goodbye, Things

minimalist home

“Why do we own so many things when we don’t need them? What is their purpose? I think the answer is quite clear: We’re desperate to convey our own worth, our own value to others. We use objects to tell people just how valuable we are.”

“Minimalism is built around the idea that there’s nothing that you’re lacking.”

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“When you have few possessions, there are fewer things that need to be done each day. You can take care of each task as it arises, so you don’t end up with a long list of things to do.”

“A minimalist is a person who knows what is truly essential.”


“Seriously, minimalists have no possessions that they are scared to lose. That gives them the optimism and courage to take risks.”

“When you think about it, it’s experience that builds our unique characteristics, not material objects.”


“Things don’t just sit there. They send us silent messages. And the more the item has been neglected, the stronger its message will be.”

“It isn’t healthy to spend any more time with an item that signals “failure” to you. Instead, let’s try to recognize and learn from our mistakes as soon as we can, so we can make a smarter choice the next time around.”


“For a minimalist, the objective isn’t to reduce, it’s to eliminate distractions so they can focus on the things that are truly important.”

“Psychologist Tim Kasser stresses that the enrichment of time will lead directly to happiness, while the enrichment of material objects will not.”

minimalist lifestyle

“Although it may seem like you’re losing your individuality when you part with your belongings, the reality seems to be the other way around.”

“Trust me, there is actually more to gain than there is to lose. Rather than thinking about the loss of everything you discard, direct your attention to the things that you’ll be gaining.”

All quotes by Fumio Sasaki. His book “Goodbye, Things” is excellent! I highly recommend it. I’m curious to read his second book, titled “Hello, Habits”


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The Aim of Art


“Some sort of pressure must exist; the artist exists because the world is not perfect. Art would be useless if the world were perfect, as man wouldn’t look for harmony but would simply live in it. Art is born out of an ill-designed world.”

“If a writer, despite his natural gifts, gives up writing because no one will publish him, then he is no writer. The artist is distinguished by his urge to create, which by very definition is a concomitant of talent.”

“A book read by a thousand different people is a thousand different books.”

“Art should be there to remind man that he is a spiritual being, that he is part of an infinitely larger spirit to which he will return in the end. If he’s interested in these questions, if he simply asks himself these questions, he’s already saved spiritually. It’s not the answer that’s important. I know that from the moment man begins asking the questions he will be unable to live as he has before.”

“The allotted function of art is not, as is often assumed, to put across ideas, to propagate thoughts, to serve as an example. The aim of art is to prepare a person for death, to plough and harrow his soul, rendering it capable of turning to good.”

“If you look for a meaning, you’ll miss everything that happens.”

“Art affirms all that is best in man—hope, faith, love, beauty, prayer…What he dreams of and what he hopes for…What is art?…Like a declaration of love: the consciousness of our dependence on each other. A confession. An unconscious act that none the less reflects the true meaning of life — love and sacrifice.”

All quotes by Andrei Tarkovsky

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