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day 24: feeling quiet

Philosophical street art on Admiral Way: “April distance makes for May existence.”

And a photo of yesterday’s face mask production, including the limited edition violet model with contrasting ties in a floral fabric. It is fun to experiment and make these strange new ordinary objects into tiny things of beauty.

A poem by Emily Dickinson rounds out the slightly grim quiet of this day, when it seems like life will never return to “normal”:

I’m Nobody! Who are you? (260)

by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

I’m Nobody! Who are you?

Are you – Nobody – too?
Then there’s a pair of us!
Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know!

How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –
To tell one’s name – the livelong June –
To an admiring Bog!



bye for now

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day 19: a kinship of intelligence

It’s a nice grey Tuesday out here in Seattle, a good time to be quiet and work. A Meditation:

“When you are troubled about anything, you have forgotten … how close is the kinship between a man and the whole human race, for it is a community, not of a little blood or seed, but of intelligence.  … every man lives in the present time only, and loses only this.”

Marcus Aurelius, Meditations, Book XII, 26.

Yesterday’s production lies below; and off we go for more mask creation!


day twelve: blah! if you can’t say something nice… post a pic instead

The morning walks are good, but there’s only so much you can do to cheer yourself up.  So today I give myself the relief of shutting up.  Here are some signs of the times, instead…