interwoven tender square i took three pennies from the year that we were born and tried to count what happened; this house of webs, rebuilt nightly, catches something living. architectural wonder, distance is a misnomer when you are always with me: by morning, light tiptoes across gossamer, sets tripwires to memory i can’t unstitch. 210903 ... unhinged the patchwork quilt of my family influences and all the places i've lived over the past forty years the waves of emotions and the mechanisms i've developed to hide them from all but my very closest people growing up an unconfirmed christmas easter catholic and self converting to buddhism being a union rabble rouser at my corporate job (my dad was basically a union steward at his job and talked about confronting his bosses over contract issues at the dinner table all the time when i was growing up) and the deep desire to be a self employed artist we all have complicated patterns of intersection and confluence that make us unique beings 210903 what's it to you? who go blather from