If I can't be a dragon-whisperer, can I at least befriend a talking dog?
I love snow and I hate snow. I love how peaceful the world feels as it's falling. Everyone hides inside and waits for the storm to end and we wind up with a world that looks new and magical in its fluffy coat. Unfortunately, I don't tolerate the cold well, and all that whiteness eventually... Continue Reading →
I'm on vacation this week. Here's the story behind one my older soft sculptures, The Truth About Armadillos. I spent the springs of 2001 and 2002 in Killeen, Texas doing field work for Cornell University's Bioacoustics Research Program. While I was there to remotely record birds, I was on the watch for wildlife of any... Continue Reading →
