This past weekend A.D., Tony Curado and I took a little road trip to Letchworth State Park.  They go for the big landscape shots and I got out my macro lens and did my best to capture some of the fresh spring...

There is little comparison between homemade chicken stock and store-bought.  There is a time investment at the front end that is daunting for some, but it is a fabulous way to use every part of your likely...

Way back in Week 17 of Journal 52, there was a prompt called Rise or Fall that asked the journaler to consider ‘rising up, rising above or rising again’ and there was a bonus for creation of a...

I’m back! We had an amazing trip to Yosemite and San Francisco and after 11 days of awesome, I returned to work with spectacular jet lag. I seriously don’t remember it being that bad when I flew to...

I remember a time in my late teens when I was as idealistic as I was naive and everything I did moved toward the most simple life possible.  There are parts of me that continue to yearn for this misty...

This week’s installment in the Necronomicon Art Journal is the crawling chaos of Nyarlathotep. The best description come from the short story of the same name: “And it was then that Nyarlathotep...

When my grandmother was younger, she would make and freeze the our family’s favorite soups and serve them to us when we came to visit.  She has since moved to an apartment with a much smaller kitchen and...

I’m not one for having impossible dreams.  I am often intensely practical, though I do have a soft spot for idealist qualities.  Since I’m not a big dreamer, the prompt from Journal 52 to express...