Friday, February 6, 2015

Words Claude says



owl
cracker
backpack
baby
nose
mouth
ow
up
off
shoes ("ooshes")
kiwi
box
peas
horse
lila
mama
vava
bath
night-night
hi
bye-bye
hat
more

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

A domestic fox--one I could take for walks in the snow. I dream of this. Once, a baby fox approached me in the woods. It was summertime in Saratoga Springs, and I knew my encounter was good luck, if not love. At dinner, someone official stood up and warned the artists, 'Beware of the rabid fox in the woods. It's crazy.'

Friday, August 15, 2014

Her followers fashioned a crib made of wood, gold, and baby blue satin. Toy shops were filled with “Joanna Southcott’s Cradles” draped in pink calico with silver lace trim, holding a tiny doll inside. The devout sent elaborate gifts,  including “laced caps” and “a mohair mantle.” Less affluent members sent a pin cushion, a comb, two roses. Thousands of converts joined the movement in what would become the sect’s final year.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014


pitch bad medicine-in-brownstones article
process photographs
make baby food
head to farmers' market
finish packages for post office
buy plane tix for lake michigan

Saturday, October 19, 2013


Our baby girl, born September 29, 7:03 PM. Tiny Libra. Love.