My dreams are having a hard time differentiating reality and fantasy. Yes, I know, having studied sleepy time dreams of ride the rainbow elephants across possible planes of existence, their meaning, REM sleep patterns, out of body experiences, etc., I am aware we often are using our dreams to work though the challenges of unreal […]
Yeah, yeah, some of you may know about my work, transforming trash into art, http://www.janetbernson.com (plug) but perhaps you are unaware of the real reason I make my art? I’ll explain as best I can. I am a died in the organic, sustainably raised, sheared by hand, wool environmental activist nut-job, at least that’s what […]
I suppose a “5am wake up” is my new normal. Here I am eyes wide open, its dark outside, the rain pouring down upon the carport – I oughta move my car since it is so filthy from months of not washing. I could even go out there with a rag and move the grunge […]
I woke this morning from another toss and turn night – like on a small boat in a big-swelled sea, feeling achy and a tad anxious, though anxiety-wise, not about today’s upcoming travels as is often the case. It is now apparent that my two days of Theraphi administered by the kind and able Marcio […]
It’s been a ride this journey o’mine – to bid a final adieu to my dearest friend Aristhaia Cash who pointed me those many 32 years ago, in the direction of my real life, when I had all but lost my way. Her words “Think of me as your operator, I’m only helping you make […]
Porridge at the Potting Shed, Dorset Square Hotel
My hotel in London, The Dorset Square is pretty cool. The decor is tres chic, the location is perfect for seeing the sights, the bed is so comfy – the kind that makes me wish to stay there all day. The room however is so tiny it would be impossible for two people to move […]
Our day yesterday was fairly mellow…except I came down with a rotten case of laryngitis/sore throat/general crappiness. A perfect way to leave Germany. Not. I had hoped today would afford me time to visit some old haunts, alas I’m drinking hot tea, wearing a hot towel over my face when I’m not plunking away on […]
Judging by my title, most people who know me also know I’m finally ready to sell Maxie’s infamous jeep. For those who don’t know me, I can say that the JEEP has been a labor of love, grief, frustration, more love, a lot of tears, a good deal of hard earned cash and help from […]
