Not long ago I was walking on Ocean Beach with my friend Jen. It was late afternoon, and I was looking for seashells or other interesting items to use for art projects. There were very few shells and no driftwood that I could find. (Sometimes you have to not look too closely at things on Ocean Beach because you won't like what you see...)

The one thing that was fairly plentiful were these upturned jellyfish. We wondered about them, if they sting or not, what causes them to wash up at certa... read more

That's what I think about myself sometimes. Burning to do things, no head to actually get them done. Or no head to actually see that I am my own obstacle.

Epiphany means "an illuminating discovery or realization." The little time that I have spent helping to bring her to life recently has opened my eyes. Serendipity is a strange thing.

Thank you, Epiphany, for waking me up and keeping me safe. Big Love :)

I've been silent long enough...

Last year was a TOUGH year. But a person begins realize that regardless of what happens, you can learn and grow and be a stronger person for everything. So I'm taking that to heart and manifesting good things.

2007 is a much better year already! I went to see the Mermen play at Moe's Alley on February 2nd. It just happened to be my birthday--oh yeah!! The Shitones opened and did the entire Endless Summer soundtrack. The Mermen played their entire recordin... read more

The Leaping Giants are likely on the playa at this moment and I *can't wait* to see them there. I watched the first piece being loaded on the flatbed very late on Monday and realized how sad I am that I can't be there to help plop them down and put on the finishing touches!

It has been an INSANE couple of months for me--major life happenings--and welding and cutting metal has been my respite. But it was never easy: find an available welder, find a hood, find the perfect metal piece or cu... read more

"So often as the sun in his course stands high in mid heaven, then forth from the frine comes the ancient one of the sea, whose speech is sooth, before the breath of the west wind he comes, and the sea's dark ripple covers him and when he is got forth, he lies down to sleep in the hollow of the caves, and around him the seals, the brood of the fair daughter of the brine, sleep all in a flock stolen forth from the grey sea water, and bitter is the scent they breathe of the deeps of salt sea."... read more