A story of walking the Williamette Valley, July 2010: blisters, rashes, giardia, trucks, cars, roadside art, animals dead and alive, burritos, nuns, rivers, ferries, money rolling out of doorways, small towns, big towns, fruit pickers, sherpas, distance, sidewalks, soft shoulders, shade, and sun.
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Born in suburbs of LA, I spent years wandering the globe to eventually find a home in Corvallis, Oregon. I live in a big purple house, I own 2 yoga studios and one dog. I’m raising teenage boys and the house might just survive, although I hear the boy’s literature teacher feels sorry for me. My husband is a soil scientist. Dirt is our friend.
I love places. The only way to really know a place is to spend time on it, to walk, run, dance, sit, cry, laugh and be in a place over and over again until the place becomes your friend. My creative work is a work of presence and documentation, reminding us human animals that we are a natural part of the natural world.