January 2016

1.1.2016

1.2.2016

1.3.2016

	Drawing lines around low tide, as far from shore as possible, in sand that may only emerge from the ocean for a few minutes a day, above and below the waves I hold an intention to create and offer moments of beauty, witnessing the fleeting tableaux with my eyes and heart, agents of an all encompassing universe.
1.4.2016

1.5.2016

	Ebb tide...
1.6.2016

1.7.2016

1.8.2016

1.9.2016

1.10.2016

1.11.2016

	Quiet moments in the studio, introspective cold, easy self-reflection, not writing much lately, all in the drawings, all in the 3D models, all in the rising.
1.12.2016

1.13.2016

The high-pitched squeaks of the 1/8" tapered ball nose router bit scraping away .05" of HDU on each pass, millions of lines of gCode instructions flying up the screen, the smell of vaporized urethane and lithium grease, the groan of stepper motors, a high speed spindle, and a 2.5HP blower to clear the dust, fill the studio as the longer hours, more toxic environment, heightened anticipation, and the presence of new works mark the resumption of CNC production.

1.14.2016

	Nothing I can point to, Everything I can't point to, Pointing and not pointing, All at once.
1.15.2016

	An inclusive sense of we May we be safe May we be healthy May we be joyful May we be free
1.16.2016

1.17.2016

1.18.2016

	Naturally introspective, Beneficially contracted, Globally cognizant, and Unashamedly multisyllabic.
1.19.2016

1.20.2016

1.22.2016

	Portrait of a blizzard
1.23.2016

1.24.2016

1.25.2016

	Without the slightest hesitation, Growth, And surprise, Endlessly loop.
1.26.2016

1.27.2016

	My mind, like liquid, levels to fit its container.
1.28.2016

1.29.2016

1.30.2016

	Technicolor dreams...
1.31.2016