Living in rural Ohio... 

   sketching the world...

surrounded by abandoned buildings...
Teaching art at Antioch College...

everything feels uncertain, a disadjusted now, with spaces of a once more populated place, like a memory where various possible futures and potentials are attempting to be established, but our current climate, ecological and political, makes the future itself unstable. It is difficult to be present, to feel alive, and in our moment. Many old social structures and infrastructure no longer fit our contemporary bodies.

I am trying to stay focused...

But this feeling is a spectre haunting our time and place...