Home in the Borderland

Home in the Borderland

The border is never real. Imagined, invented, imposed,hardening space at the current confluence of cultures,away from the poles and centers, hinterlands holdingtheir own, identities carved out of contrast, distinctfrom the distant metropoles of power where fears...
Down in the Valley

Down in the Valley

Willie swung his hammer and missed, smacking his thumb. He mashed his lips together, trying not to swear. He considered the monastery on the hill, and the serenity of the valley where he knelt on top of a storage shed. Even the songs of the cardinals and chickadees,...
The Days Go by Like Wildness

The Days Go by Like Wildness

I draw with my kids, who are seven and five years old. Their freedom and joy while drawing is contagious. Once the kids are asleep, I unwind by drawing in my studio or on the couch while watching shows and having a few drinks with my wife. In the morning we start...
Points of Departure

Points of Departure

In my work, I ruminate quite a bit on the concept of change. The way words change, for instance, depending on context. The way land changes, depending on natural disasters, weather, and human impact. I’ve observed that the experience of a place or time can change,...
A Conversation with Dakota Mace

A Conversation with Dakota Mace

Dakota Mace, as a Diné (Navajo) artist, focuses in her work on translating the language of Diné history and beliefs. She recently curated Reclaiming Identity, an exhibit of 25 Indigenous artists from across the U.S. and Mexico at the Trout Museum of Art in Appleton....