A Boy and His Pig
March 20, 2016
“Art is exactly this: making what’s unseen but all around us, visible. Having that sort of faith.”
― Dawn Tripp
Black Walnut
October 1, 2015
Rocks and Tractors
January 4, 2015
Piles of Art
January 4, 2015
Boxing Day
December 26, 2014
Glow Worm
February 16, 2014
“It’s strange how deserts turn us into believers. I believe in walking in a landscape of mirages, because you learn humility. I believe in living in a land of little water because life is drawn together. And I believe in the gathering of bones as a testament to spirits that have moved on. If the desert is holy, it is because it is a forgotten place that allows us to remember the sacred. Perhaps that is why every pilgrimage to the desert is a pilgrimage to the self.”
― Terry Tempest Williams
Last Snow Day, Hopefully
February 16, 2014
“I have inherited a belief in community, the promise that a gathering of the spirit can both create and change culture.”
― Terry Tempest Williams
Searching for Slopes
February 15, 2014
“[I]f you know wilderness in the way that you know love, you would be unwilling to let it go. We are talking about the body of the beloved, not real estate.”
― Terry Tempest Williams
Sled Patrol
February 15, 2014
“She is reading Zen, Krishnamurti, and Jung, asking herself questions she has never had the courage to explore. Suddenly, the shackles which have bound her are beginning to snap, as personal revelation replaces orthodoxy.”
― Terry Tempest Williams
Grace
February 15, 2014
“I pray to the birds. I pray to the birds because I believe they will carry the messages of my heart upward. I pray to them because I believe in their existence, the way their songs begin and end each day—the invocations and benedictions of Earth. I pray to the birds because they remind me of what I love rather than what I fear. And at the end of my prayers, they teach me how to listen.”
― Terry Tempest Williams,