The World Is Not What It Looks Like
On perception, participation, and the extraordinary strangeness of ordinary reality.
On perception, participation, and the extraordinary strangeness of ordinary reality.
What draws me this October: cottages, gardens, gentleness, open country, and room for awe. A visual letter about embodied life and the relationships that give it meaning.
Must something love us back for an encounter to matter? On the sea, art, AI, and finding meaning without mistaking it for returned affection.
Walt Whitman, Genesis, Job, and the difficult art of loving creation without demanding that everything within it be good.
We construct entire worlds of meaning, but our interpretations do not make us sovereign over reality. A reading of Genesis 1–4 explores human limits, responsibility, violence, mercy, and the consequences that ripple beyond us.
On the sovereignty of our abstractions, the living world, and humanity’s struggle to accept correction. There is something rather extraordinary about the way human beings relate to reality. We build models of the world. We name things, categorize them, assign values, establish institutions, draw borders, develop economies, and construct
On Iris Murdoch, a dog beneath a blanket, and the art of looking again. This morning, I was sitting beneath a white blanket, holding a striped mug. The television was dark. A little light illuminated the room, and somewhere beneath the folds of the blanket was my dog. I couldn’
Marisol’s assembled figures, a museum afternoon, and a reflection on bodies, relationships, and the tenderness of being unfinished.
50 strange, silly, tender, and rather wonderful things human beings do.
An unexpected library book, a familiar sky, and a conversation. A Field Note on looking again and learning to take part in the life already here.
The Education of Beauty, no. 1. A close look at Vermeer’s The Little Street, the work of keeping life going, and what attention might ask of us.
A first Field Note on personal blogs, curiosity, and making room for beauty, play, and the smaller beginnings of a thought.