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Not-so-silent observations that splinter my conversations. Harnessing the steady flow of random thoughts and musings that continuously interrupt my daily conversations. Paired here with my artwork and photographs from recent adventures. Non sequitur (pronounced \ˈnän-ˈse-kwə-tər\)- a response which, due to its apparent lack of meaning relative to its context, seems absurd to the point of being humorous or confusing.

Thursday, February 18, 2010


"Never again clutter your days or nights with so many menial and unimportant things that you have no time to accept a real challenge when it comes along. This applies to play as well as work. A day merely survived is no cause for celebration. You are not here to fritter away your precious hours when you have the ability to accomplish so much by making a slight change in your routine. No more busy work. No more hiding from success. Leave time, leave space, to grow. Now. Now! Not tomorrow!"

Og Mandino

I love the sense of urgency that seeps out of these words.

NOW! It's a powerful concept.

What are you putting off right now? WHY!? What clutter is preventing each of us from...

whatever might be....


I always marvel at the power of my sense of smell to stir up memories from the past. One spell-binding whiff transports me back to a time, a place, the company of someone long-lost from my daily life...here are a few that continue to amaze me and to capture me with their nostalgia-inducing strength.

garden-picked roses.... holiday breakfasts on my grandmother and grandfather's back patio
and coffee cans filled with roses from my grandfather's garden

warm pine needles.... afternoons exploring at Devil's Head
Cutter's bug repellent.... lazy days fly fishing
Dove soap.... long, hot showers
3M Spray 77.... all-nighters in college and then in consulting
fresh-cut grass.... Saturday afternoons at home with my Dad mowing the lawn
barbecue sauce.... Gator McGoon's and McArthur Park
Zebra Stripe Gum.... Middle School camping trips
damp sleeping bag.... camping and kayaking in the San Juan Islands
jasmine.... late evenings walking to my car leaving work
wet river stones.... weekend hiking and camping trips in Oregon, riverside bathing
onions and parsley.... Mom's spaghetti sauce, Thanksgiving in Palo Alto
eucalyptus.... lacrosse practice freshman year in college
stale beer.... The Taxi house on a Sunday morning
pine sol, saltwater and sand.... The SeaLodge elevator on the first day of check in
frying oil.... snack bar at Cherry Hills on a sunny summer day
Angel's Trumpet.... Carmel and Botanical Building in Balboa Park
Anise.... Cliff walk in August
Wine and French Fries.... Cafe Chloe
Espresso Gelato.... Looking out over Little Italy at sunset
Homemade Guacamole.... a summer spent eating salty avocados and kissing
Warm pine bark.... soft, cuddly Linus
sweat, cement, metal, sand.... SEAL beach and gym
rain on hot asphalt.... sudden summer thunderstorms in Colorado
whipped creamed and chocolate sauce.... Farrell's birthday parties
refried beans.... Casa Bonita waterfalls and fire jugglers
hard candy and Laffy taffy.... Rainbow collectibles in Keystone
cold ice, metal and sound of skates.... frozen nose hairs ice skating on the lake and high school hockey games

These sensations are sometimes such a rush - a rowdy collage of scents, sights, sounds. I find them difficult to explain or describe. Perhaps I'll try to paint them.

Just curious....What do you remember?