From old notebooks and sketchbooks came this short circular poem and these images of feeding and the fed-upon, finally finding a home together in this print. Silver ink on the text makes it sparkle.
There Is
No Way
No Way
To Live
To Live
Is All
Is All
There Is.
I was recently interviewed by Jeanne Dodds at the Endangered Species Coalition about the mural project I’ve been coordinating for the past four and a half years. See the full…
I’ve just seen (via Boing Boing) that Freedom Books was recently and mysteriously firebombed. The long-lived London Anarchist bookstore is 125 years old. Read more here.
I spent two weeks in August traveling around Montana. My friend Elizabeth and I hiked to hot springs in the Bitterroot Wilderness, counted Golden Eagles and Nighthawks in the Paradise…
Alas, time’s up for the Christmas Island pipistrelle bat. The tiny winged mammals, endemic to Australia’s Christmas island, are overrun by human-introduced yellow crazy ants, giant centipedes and wolf snakes….
