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MY SONG SINGING

I spent this past week in Norfolk VA attending the annual North American Cartographic & Information Society #nacis meeting. I was there with the help & generosity of several individuals. My presentation & talk ‘But What About the Place’ should eventually find its way online should you be interested. It is not easy to sing your song as an artist when it runs perpendicular to the nature of maps and mapping but I did and am happy to have done so. This is my practice after all.



Morning breakfast and talk preparation at Cure, right around the corner from where I was staying

I put my feet firm on the earth and with clarity and determination sung my voice and spoke from my heart


Ten Percent Tithe the two matrix print on Missoula County Plat Book pages that I distributed to conference attendees


Conference closing dinner. A wonderful gathering of map makers, friends and maps.

The looming presence of power and violence; Wisconsin 64

I was not impressed, I was disturbed. . . the largest Navy base in the world


My poster-map contribution to the conference; “Put Earth First” and “Because Loving Her, Tithe


A visit to the local Art Museum; Felipe Jesus Consalvos’s “The American System”

A visit to the local Art Museum; South African Ubuhle Women ”Beading From The Soul

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TO NEVER LOOK AWAY

“To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget.”

Arundhati Roy, The Cost of Living


Resident Flamingos at toMake™ Studio

Out & About
The Resident Cat Taking a Break From Her Stressful Life

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THESE ARE THE FACTS

“These are the facts. The Senate majority, which the Republican Party currently holds with 51 seats, presently represents 18 percent of the country’s population. Following Brett Kavanaugh’s confirmation, four of the Supreme Court’s nine justices have been appointed by presidents who lost the popular vote. Two of those justices attended the same D.C. area prep school.”

Jacob Sugarman :: acting managing editor at Truthdig


Printing ink on paper


Relief matrix on the press for the second of two runs

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INK ON PAPER

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WATER IS GOOD, SO IS THIRST

Letterpress in transparent base on the working proof of “Loving Her”.

Water is good, so is thirst;
shadow is good, so is sun;
the honey from the rosemarys
and the honey of the bare fields.

Antonio Machado, translated by Robert Bly

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NAME RANK & NUMBER

Putting together some new cards before I give a talk at the North American Cartographic & Information Society annual conference later this month; name, rank and the numbers that keep us in line, facilitate connections and remind us of other voices. Like what I do :: buy me some beans !

But What About the Place
Have you been to the place itSelf? Making a map is about place, and place is something that is both other than, but also ourself - an interwoven and dynamic relationship. Making should involve a conscious exploration with this otherness before a mark is made; with emptiness of mind and intent. 'I wake to sleep, and . . . learn by mapping where I stop to map.' Our mark-mapping presents the opportunity of a moral center, no left or right, only the voice of the Place. You have to be on the side of the Place, the whole interwoven inclusiveness within which we live.


“I am an artist… I am here to live out loud.”

Émile Zola

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THE ABILITY TO SPEAK THE TRUTH

“It is truth that is at stake, and I believe that the ability to speak the truth, even when it does not reflect well upon oneself, is a paramount quality we seek in our nation’s most powerful judges,”

Chad Ludington:
in a statement to the NY Times regarding his classmate Brett Kavanaugh

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SIXTY-NINE TRIPS

I set off late in the day for a climb up Mount Sentinel. Birth Day practice now for many years. Wind, weather and a steep climb to the top and back. So good to be alive. This makes sixty-nine rides around the sun, turning dancing and returning back.



Steps down to the river trail.

Stopping and writing just above the “M”.

Looking upstream through Helgate Canyon. Just above the high water mark of Glacial Lake Missoula.



Mount Sentinel looking out over the Missoula valley, sunset September 28th.

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THE LANGUAGE OF SILENCE

On the press this week ‘Loving Her’ a three matrix relief print on kozo with flocking, pencil and chine-collé based on tithing on behalf of the divine feminine. The smaller square represents a 10% tithe of the larger grid space.

“And silence, like darkness, can be kind; it, too, is a language.”

Hanif Kureishi, Intimacy and Midnight All Day

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INKY

Mixing up a transparent off-green ink today for the first matrix of the Tithe: Ten edition; a two relief matrix print on re-purposed blueprint pages from the Missoula County Plat Book.





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WHOLLY GRATUITOUS

A crisp autumn morning, just 35˚F but blue and beautiful along the river. I got the okay from the doctor yesterday to start running again and so I did just that this morning. Dancing along the river trail, up and down the side hill and then off-trail on the way back on the single track. New shoes to soften the landing . . . I feel so grateful that I am still doing this. And approaching my 69th trip around the sun next week. The Equinox arrives this Saturday evening; days and nights equal and the cold means the cat is sleeping close in between us all night long.



“So I think about the valley. And it occurs to me more and more that everything I have seen is wholly gratuitous. The giant water bug’s predations, the frog’s croak, the tree with the lights in it are not in any real sense necessary per se to the world or to its creator. Nor am I. The creation in the first place, being itself, is the only necessity, for which I would die, and I shall. The point about that being, as I know it here and see it, is that, as I think about it, it accumulates in my mind as an extravagance of minutiae. The sheer fringe and network of detail assumes primary importance. That there are so many details seems to be the most important and visible fact about the creation. If you can’t see the forest for the trees, then look at the trees; when you’ve looked at enough trees, you’ve seen a forest, you’ve got it. If the world is gratuitous, then the fringe of a goldfish’s fin is a million times more so. The first question—the one crucial one—of the creation of the universe and the existence of something as a sign and an affront to nothing, is a blank one. I can’t think about it. So it is to the fringe of that question that I affix my attention, the fringe of the fish’s fin, the intricacy of the world’s spotted and speckled detail.”

Annie Dillard : from “Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

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HURRICAN FLORENCE

Hurricane Florence; water, weather, wind, energy, the earth in motion. Beautiful.









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