Missoula Art Museum, Montana Public Radio and me!

heavy heart. kind words. firm touch. soft blow.
(from the series grow.)

So today I was interviewed by Sally Mauk from Montana Public Radio about
my piece in the Missoula Art Museum's Annual Art Auction. Sally interviewed Laura Millin the MAM director and several artists in the show. You can hear the interview tonite on the Montana Evening News between 5:30-6PM Mountain time.

And remember if you're even remotely local (Missoula, MT) come support your local museum and local artists at the MAM. There are two events. This Thursday, Feb. 18, the Artini Auction will feature functional and wearable art and Saturday, Feb. 27 the Benefit Auction will feature contemporary art pieces, including mine and my friend elizabeth stone's! For more information, check out the MAM website.

Thanks to MAM and MTPR for supporting their local artists!

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talking with you.
about the state of the world.
and where we fit in.
crunching leaves...

moving through. simply.

airplane graveyard.
you stand among the ruins.
delicate and hopeful and young. busted up fuselage. your dress so fitted and pressed.
motionless. burned out wings.
not knowing if the remains are yours.
injured girl.
rusting yellow metal in heaps. lush green grass grows around you. as the bright country sun lights up your hair.
sun flare obscures your face and shoulder.
but you remain.
a giant among the battered pieces.
of this airplane graveyard.
and your world.

once we were best friends. without even knowing.
it's your turn to turn off the light.

once we were alike. without even knowing.
watching thunderstorms on the patio.

once we were confidantes. without even knowing.
we didn’t know what secrets were.

once we were happy. without even knowing.
that goodness meant we were together.

. you whispered. i heard it. i am sure.

grow. i whispered back. on the breeze that blew between us.

grow. i feel it. but i sit here in defiance.

grow. you know it. and you thrust out your shoots, without intention.

grow. i want it. but i am swimming in the thickest sea.

grow. you must. so you reach through the power lines for your sky.

grow. i can. but these tendrils hold me to this merciless earth.

grow. you will. and i’ll look for shelter below you.

grow. i will. but first let me rest my body against you.

grow. you have. and i cannot imagine this world without you.

grow. i am trying. but i cannot keep up with you.

grow. you show me. let me learn from your strength.

grow. i whispered. did i hear it? i am sure.