What God Looks Like
My mother once told me the story of a cartoon she saw in a newspaper some years ago, which explained God. In the cartoon, God is a faceless, featureless oval on a table. People come…
My mother once told me the story of a cartoon she saw in a newspaper some years ago, which explained God. In the cartoon, God is a faceless, featureless oval on a table. People come…
Estoy estancada. I'm stuck. I've used up most of my paper, but am dissatisfied with my drawings here in Castro, Chiloé. The setting is tranquil. I am restless. On the…
It's hard to believe I arrived in South America almost two months ago. I feel like I've lived a lifetime compressed into three weeks here in Patagonia. After being on…
If I'm to say any truth about the way our brains work, or at least my own, it's that there's often a delay between our experience of a thing and…