Three Movements // Part I: Introduction

Over the last several weeks, I have been in constant, sweeping motion.  I have traveled physically, emotionally, and spiritually through some of the most beautiful landscapes, memories, and experiences in my life.  These last weeks have involved three large trips.  The first, to Copenhagen, Helsinki, and Iceland; the second, a marvelously nomadic art making road trip to the northern reaches of the Great Lakes in Canada; the third, a return to my roots in Cleveland, Ohio.  Taken together, they have pushed me to move beyond my understanding of the meaning of movement, of travel, and of my place in the world.

I haven’t written much yet – on or off the blog – about these experiences.  I have captured some images – and been captured by some image makers – which form a fragmented map of my movements.  As I enter what will undoubtedly be the ‘summer of intense work,’ I’d like to try to process these experiences in a series of posts which attempt not to make sense, but to relive, to represent the sensory-embodied explosions which have shaped my self-understanding through these strange and beautiful times.  I am neither able to nor do I aspire to recreate this time period in a series of travelogues.  Instead, I hope my writing will be a moment of return, a recollective gesture, which draws out the lasting implications of a barely comprehensible sequence of events.

Stay with me, while I rest and process in the coming weeks.

Home in the moment,
I will spin the vapors
Too impossible to contain
Too beautiful to release.