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Buttercup strength

I had a bit of a slump in spirits last week. Nothing had particularly changed, and perhaps that was the problem. There’s only so long you can go on gritting your teeth. Things remained intense, challenging, hot, and confined. And … Continue reading

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Layers

I’m fascinated by layers. My dissertation for my degree was about layers in landscape. I once read about how the Japanese value tarnished objects more than polished ones because the tarnish shows the layers of handling. The object gains worth … Continue reading

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