Across trains and bridges, rooftops and billboards, the graff writer purges his pent-up emotions. His tragic losses unravel in streams and clouds of colorful paint. The nozzle becomes a vehicle for his catharsis, and he might as well be cutting for the paint is a synthetic blood. All across America, he cries out in wild […]
Three days equals 72 hours, unless an ice storm knocks out your power and then three days equals 234 hours and you have to play CLUE for every single one of them. Because, umm, Parcheesi was not happening and the batteries to Operation were, of course, dead. Every few years a bad ice storm rolls […]
In early December we had another ice storm that killed our electricity and put us out of the house for six days. Here are some photos I shot in Teresa’s garden at the start of the storm.
Back in July, I threw a carnival birthday party for my daughter Bridgette. We rented a dunk tank and a miniature pony for the kids to paint. Bridgy loved it all, but the dunk tank would have probably been enough! I underestimated how much the kids were going to like it and the poor pony […]
A 1962 Ford Fairlane | 7.12.2015 | 13th and Broadway in Oklahoma City
I was 10-years-old and life unfolded like laundry on a line. We were sheets baked in the wind, our dreams heavy like wet, pilling blankets pinned to a wire. I was pulled taut between two poles, my mother, my father. Fastened in 15 different places — to shame and hope, secrets, and fear. But, also […]
The following is a guest post from Joelle Casteix, author of The Well-Armored Child: A Parent’s Guide to Preventing Sexual Abuse, due out September 15. I’ve written about childhood sexual assault many times on this blog, particularly as it relates to Generation X, so be sure to review the related posts section at this end of this article. It’s […]