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Letters From the Terrace An Atlantic article landed in my feed this week about the disappearance of communal nudity in America—how locker rooms now have private stalls, how generations are growing up never seeing an ordinary naked body that isn’t their own, their partner’s, or algorithmically perfected on a screen. Reading it from Barcelona felt…
First Year at Kalien: Welcome to Survival Mode 2015-2016 From my journal, August 12, 2002:“The Rivendell project—a vision born during a run through the Barn Trail woods. An artist retreat of 25-50 acres, a colony for artists. A place for people from all walks of life (but especially creatives) to find encouragement. Private spaces for…
Letters From The Terrace I take a breath. An experimental inhalation, testing whether my lungs still remember how to fill completely. They do. Barely. I stand on my terrace at Poblet Monastery, overlooking a millennium of Cistercian history spread before me like an illuminated manuscript, and I realize I’ve been holding my breath for months….