Ether Obscura

Ether Obscura… I’m moving towards the sun, but we won’t meet for half a mile. For now, I travel through an inverted cloud. Its company is quiet and comforting. As I turn to look out over the forest of spruce and fir, the cloud embraces me with arms of mist. Its watery breath draws near,… Continue reading Ether Obscura

This Alien Earth

This Alien Earth… I stumbled upon an alpine peak that resembled the surface of another planet. I breathed in a deep lungful of frigid air to make sure that I was still on Earth. I exhaled frozen vapor. I was home. The hike to Mt. Colden began below the clouds, and eventually I emerged above… Continue reading This Alien Earth

Dancing Faux Real on Wittenberg Mountain

February 21, 2021. I decided to have a dance party with myself in 1980s vintage on Wittenberg peak in the Catskill Mountains. Was it a practical idea to drag a bulky bubblegum pink, faux fur coat that weighs 10 lbs to the summit? Probably not. Was it worth it to sing Whitney Houston’s “I Wanna… Continue reading Dancing Faux Real on Wittenberg Mountain

Dating My Wardrobe: Blooming Romance at Sonnenberg Gardens and Mansion

Dating human beings in the summer: terrible idea. Who really thinks it’s a good plan to be canoodling with some 98.6 degree bag of skin, sopping wet with urea stinking perspiration welling from every pore?? Darlings, listen. Leave your hormones for humans at the front door, and run straight to your closet for romance! I… Continue reading Dating My Wardrobe: Blooming Romance at Sonnenberg Gardens and Mansion

Dating My Wardrobe: Space Poetics of Innisfree

I have to admit, I am a space snob. I break-out into a cold sweat if I so much as glance at spotty window panes, with dusty Red Rose tea figurines lining the windowsills (watching me with glazed eyes!), or a muted room with popcorn ceilings, and diabolical fluorescent lights clinging to its pocked surface,… Continue reading Dating My Wardrobe: Space Poetics of Innisfree

Dating My Wardrobe: Negotiating Space at Naumkeag

As I embark on a sartorial romance, dating my vintage wardrobe, I realize that the clothes on my back are the only real constant in my life. Every seven years, my very own body freakishly exists as collection of completely new regenerated cells, and I certainly have changed my mind over the steady march of… Continue reading Dating My Wardrobe: Negotiating Space at Naumkeag

Dating My Wardrobe: Interior Desires, Henry Davis Sleeper’s Beauport

Beauport, Sleeper-McCann House Sometimes love is forbidden. You have to contain it, house it in an interior world of desire and expectation, where only those who have been invited into the sanctum of the self get to see it. In my humble view, Henry Davis Sleeper’s gorgeous summer home, Beauport, located on the Eastern Point… Continue reading Dating My Wardrobe: Interior Desires, Henry Davis Sleeper’s Beauport

Dating My Wardrobe: Somewhere in Time on Mackinac Island

It’s July 2018, and I’m in love with my vintage wardrobe. Having given-up on finding romance with human beings, I looked to my closet for love. Moths, broken hangers and all! Now, this may sound like a rather depressing thing to say. You may be thinking, how can a girl be so love lorn that… Continue reading Dating My Wardrobe: Somewhere in Time on Mackinac Island

Dating My Wardrobe: Kaaterskill Falls

Well, if you have been reading my posts thus far, you’ll detect a sickening smidgeon of sadness to my narrative. Apparently, it takes about a year for my brain to process and come to terms with the fact that ANYONE would ever want to dump moi! How could they?! Fast forward to one year later,… Continue reading Dating My Wardrobe: Kaaterskill Falls

Friends of Clermont

Last summer was a bit of a bust. Having had my heart smeared across the pavement like a downturned ice cream cone, I was in need of some restoration…and a new proverbial ice cream cone! That’s when I decided that it would be best to date myself for a while.  I would not let a… Continue reading Friends of Clermont