The Gift

The Gift

We are each other’s, harvest. We are each other’s business. We are each other’s magnitude and bond. Gwendolyn Brooks – During the Middle Ages most villages had three fields of farmland. At any given time, two of the fields grew crops while the third lay fallow....
Ars Poetica

Ars Poetica

“In the very end, civilizations perish because they listen to their politicians and not their poets.”  Jonas Mekas – It is hard to think about the political, humanitarian, and environmental challenges facing us and our planet and not hover somewhere between...
Plenty: A Photo Essay

Plenty: A Photo Essay

Gascony is never more beautiful than in October. The grapes have been harvested. Corn and sunflower stubble fill vast fields, and winter wheat has been planted in deep-brown ochre soil, ted to perfection like enormous Zen gardens that stretch to the horizon. Life in...
Everyday Magic

Everyday Magic

“Rituals are the formula by which harmony is restored.” Terry Tempest Williams – As a sea of autumn clouds began to slowly gather over the Pyrenees and roll down to the valley below, I took my ritual visit to a new village, a weekend drive to St....
The Mundane As Art

The Mundane As Art

“Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.”   Camille Pissarro – Perry Taylor’s drawings are a fusion of the droll cartoons of Sempé and the burlesque films of Jacques Tati. His humor ranges from wry amusement to...