weight squeezing out cracks of light

the sun and its shadow



clapping outside the door to the secret garden

bee buzzing, plane flying

this is a little garden that seemed to spring out of nowhere next to the clay studio. things like this are everywhere.

today i learned that 20 years ago Gangnam was all rice paddies. how odd to think of that now. something sort of still and flat is now tall and shiny.

the area down by the lake has changed a lot in a few weeks. it it getting all dug up, there are more fences, and amongst all these piles of dirt someone has planted a small rectangular garden.

korea=color

and how do you keep a wave upon the sand.