The Elizabot 2000, work in progress.

Ink on vellum wanna be animation (or something).

The only philosophy is that of language, the only religion is that of the word.
— Michelle Serres, The Five Senses: A Philosophy of Mingled Bodies

which eyes?

Infinite fractions of solitude, like Nabokov said.

Port Orford, Oregon

(the Oregon coast is pretty breathtaking) 


The road to Dakhla, Western Sahara

With the truth so dull and depressing, the only working alternative is wild bursts of madness and filigree.
— Hunter S. Thompson

Yes I miss it. The Hoh Rainforest. Hey Hoh.


Sans Soleil (1983) - Chris Marker

Only the impact of lighted bodies
Knocking sparks off each other
In chaos


I love life, out of curiosity and for the pleasure of discovery.
— Isabelle Eberhardt, The Passionate Nomad

Lush Biocommunication Zone, Hoh Rainforest

"Plants were the first of earth’s creatures to establish extraterrestrial contact, beyond the sulfur vents and the acid radicals deep in the bedrock, or at seafloor ruptures -the first to contact the greater cosmos.

Intelligence collectors, electron transfer chains up an entropic pathway, through latent complexities of space, a shamanic balancing act at 1 A.U.

 Every carbon atom in our bodies has at one time passed through the chloroplast membrane of a plant.

Plants are the placenta of animal life, from an ancient time before the humans (humunculus, humus, hence “earthlings”) were a wisp of dream in a chancy future.”

-Dale Pendell, Pharmako Gnosis

Madly voluptuous green.

Quiero volver a este mundo verde.

here (once again)
let me stay here

Through the Redwoods. Best seat in the house.
California / Oregon / Washington loop. Yet another epic road trip through miles and miles of impossibly beautiful landscapes, a glorious journey along the Pacific Coast and around the Pacific Northwest. 

"The signs of the gods are perpetually scattered in places." -Simplicius

Indeed they are.