Jusqu‘à ce que la mort nous sépare by Dominique Fortin Anyone who knows me, is well aware of my deep love and admiration for the work of Dominique Fortin. So when I reached out to her to ask if I could use the painting I had recently purchased for the cover of my book and she… [Read More]
inspiration
yeah, we’re gonna fly to the sun
“I have never tried that before, but I think I’d be good at it.” – Pippi Longstocking Kids! All the time has been taken in the joyous, sumptuous whirlwind that was Squam. Returned to Providence on Monday with Tif and we have been exploring vintage shops, church thrift stores, eating the most gorgeous food and… [Read More]
how I enter the water
Tif Fussell :: Portland, OR :: August 2018 Hello world! If you are wondering what it takes for me to finally (finally!) get focused and begin sharing some of my scribbles and thoughts again– you can look to these eight women whose encouraging comments on facebook got me wanting to show up and stay connected… [Read More]
the undefended heart
borage in my garden Last night it took a long while to clear my mind well enough to fall asleep. I am a skilled meditator and have a good practice of keeping myself grounded, but dear god— I was taken to the very edge last night as the specific horrors of what the US government… [Read More]
the colors of my world (this week)
Like a woman who goes to her lover’s room when he is not there, I go to the woods. Like a woman laying her hand on each of his possessions and loving him all the more, I walk in the trees and touch– pine cone, leaf, feather, husk. Always a longing to catch sight of… [Read More]