Hand-Cut Rice Paper Gingko Leaves, Branches, Steel Wire. This piece was created to consider the unique loss of loved ones, meditate on the sustenance their lives provided, and remember the birthright of those still unfallen. I reflect on the work that brings this food before me; let me see whence this food comes. I reflect on my imperfection, on whether I am deserving of this offering of food. Let me hold my mind free from preferences and greed. However the fallen leaves may indicate the passing time.

Initial challenges existed but Ugan.

Thursday, December 10, 2009. Blazing out of latin america. After cuba, i swung back through mexico for a sweet bit of this and a strange bit of that, and am now heading back to thailand. Monday, November 30, 2009. Okay, i was wrong. i apply it liberally, seeing no better alternative than finding the beauty in something, or believing in the potential of what anything could be. no one is really happy.