Musings from the land and waters
It’s been a while since we’ve checked in with the Story Migration Project. Recall, the whale made it Olympia, Wa., then east to the Methow Valley near the Canadian border. About a year later, it headed to Port Townsend, Wa., then to Seattle where is last came up for air and was rumored to be heading south. Continue reading “Fishing…”
Although many Americans have fond childhood memories of the comical drawings in the Busytown books, I don’t think I saw a Richard Scarry illustration until fifteen years ago when my kids were old enough to appreciate them. At first I just thought the drawings were funny, but the more I read the books, the more I was convinced that Scarry was a highly creative artist.
My long-time friend Thomas is a great creative mind. He draws and creates things prolifically and with a greater degree of detail, skill, and depth than anything that I can do. Still, I don’t feel any sense of competition with him; just inspiration. His drawings can be seen over at Mission Azul, and while sometimes less based in reality than mine, they still move me to want to improve my drawing skills. Continue reading “Details Matter”
I’ve long been possessed by the beauty and strangeness of sea creatures. They float, they swim, they disappear suddenly. Continue reading “This Whale Eats Stories”
What’s the connection between a tiny folding knife, a Japanese passport, and a group of people huddled around a cedar whale sculpture? A good story.
The Story Migration Project kicked off quietly last spring. The “whale box” as it had come to be known was opened, and its unusual passenger, the whale, was passed around. At first everyone sat around waiting for someone else to start. My living room was dreadfully quiet. Despite hopeful looks, no one said anything, yet a sense of hopeful anticipation was in the air. Continue reading “Story Time”
“It’s not exactly an impulse buy,” Harvey told me with a chuckle, when describing his new book, Kayaks of Alaska. I admit that it’s heavy and that maybe the average person wouldn’t buy a copy, but it’s well worth perusing and I’m not just saying that because Harvey is my friend. A big part of the appeal is visual. Continue reading “The Man and The Book”
