hello dear blog place,
Dear blog place,
How are you? I’ve not been around much lately. I’m in a whirlwind of seeing people, enjoying the Midwestern outdoors, and work-work-working on some really great projects with friends who are creating something wonderful. But don’t think I’ve forgotten you.
It’s such a time warped feeling, being here, stepping into roles from last Fall as if it never stopped, but also feeling a little separate from here as for now this is not my actual day-to-day home, but a lovely place to revisit. It’s bizarre and also wonderful and I’m just trying to soak it all up. And–soon–get to the State Fair, a most magically weird place.
Last weekend I headed up to Remer, MN, where one of my brothers and my sister-in-law have some land and a new shop in the little town, called the Rusty Bucket. It was so much fun to see it in person, encounter lots of local color. There is a woman who makes elaborate characters out of tootsie roll wrappers, for example. Sometimes she sends them as gifts to political leaders. Scott things someone should make a documentary about her, and he might be right. I picked up a few items to bring back to the new apartment Sean found in Shanghai. I am already formulating the motif–it’s gonna be great–a little Americana, a lot of awesome.
While in the woods my friend Angela and I spent some time placing a new series of heart paintings I created in Shanghai in the trees. You will see more of these in the future, I think. The hearts are half a painting, and half a painting’s remnants that bled through the paper
We had some harrowing moments as a neighboring farm dog tried to rough up Skye. It was pretty scary and I felt unprepared. I kept hearing instructions in my head from the one time I’ve dog-sledded: “Never get between two fighting dogs” and “Dogs fight to the death.” Luckily I did finally snatch Skye up and we hid in a Subaru until the other dog could be leashed. Uff-da! So if you have any dog wrangling tips, be sure to share them.
Hope you all are well!