I am an organic farmer in Harleysville, PA, USA.
Wilmington, Delaware (2016) He stands white and alone, one smokestack raised above the highway. Strong as one who burns eternally. I am fidgeting in front of my calm father. We are moving incessantly and without purpose on all sides; so many children to provide for. And he indulges us with silent love. Shields us from the world where everything burns, is burning and we too are fire. Dedication (2015) Insects replace the snow of late December and I give myself to no cause but living. The blossoms are all wrong. Broken phenology set them bursting in winter and I can only say it reminds me of another story where the heroine takes shelter in a machine that drops birds from the sky - but what does that tell you? My best instincts could send us migrating to a dead sea. I can only give myself completely to whatever actions relieve the tightness in my chest. Seek Shelter (2013) From the smooth places where people and objects collide at energies nearing the point of ignition, and voices boom through air thick with a future you try not to imagine, seek shelter. There are creatures that live trapped in the earth, sealed in clumps of soil. Think of how easily they die when the plow breaks their homes. Think of how impossible it would be to kill them all. But what of the terrible fires to come? Think of Suzue Oshima, home sick on August 6, 1945, who waited in her collapsed house for three days after the blast while her coworkers’ ashes dispersed in the factory yard. The wood lice burrow into cracks in the bark when the rain comes, on trees that will never know a way forward. Find the cracks that lead nowhere and seek shelter.
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The carbon cycle (06/01/2017)
Wilmington, Delaware (21/06/2016)
Winter Growing (26/01/2016)
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