There is a hollowness to the sound a car makes when it crashes.  The sound of screeching tires, of breaking glass are more forefront - but inside all of that there is also a deep transmuted, sub-sound.  As if inside the moment of impact, a hungry void swallowed the destructive forces, then spat it back... Continue Reading →

March 01, 2019 “Emergency!” The 1970’s screen version of firefighter paramedics, excited both my stubbornly male nature and the empath inside. But the screen was blind to the details of smell and taste and my childhood table lacked nurses or paramedics to fill out that pallet.  I sat with scientist-farmers and doctors with PhD’s instead... Continue Reading →