yin yang
Vitruvi-kin soul
yin yang
Vitruvi-kin soul

Bella Luna was the first Emotikin
born in April 2003.
She came alive on the
banks of the Colorado River.
Now she lives near
the shores of Puget Sound,
original Emoti-queen.
Happy Birthday!
Thanks for a decade of
kindling my creativity!!
Greetings, viewers (said in a whisper). Thanks for tuning in to our show.
Today we’re going to take you on an adventure into the driftwood caves
of West Seattle in search of the elusive sand crab.
I’m in costume so that when we find one, it won’t be startled.
And my producer and I thought it was really just more fun.
Follow me and my camera crew as we enter this old log.
Do you see that mist? Legend has it that the older driftwood caves
exhale a vapor rich in iodine, which these sand-crabs need for breeding.
It’s getting colder as we go deeper. Do you hear the crab’s melodic whistle?
It’s very faint, but those of us with trained hearing know what to listen for.
We have to squeeze sideways through this cave to get into the next room.
We’re getting closer. I can feel it.
Quiet now. We’re almost there.
Dave, are you getting this on camera?
Here, shine your light over here!
We found one!
There you have it, folks! We have to cut to commercial now,
but I’m going to sit and chat with our new friend awhile.
We hope you enjoyed today’s show.
See you next week as we explore the…
Ah, Spring Break from so long ago. Sunshine. Ocean. South Beach.
Sister…we need a beach vacation!

Grande Emotikin is soooooo happy that goddaughter Tall is visiting this weekend

Some days in Seattle, especially Sundays,
it’s necessary to make your own.
Sun, that is.

We have these Pantone color-matching cards that make the perfect,
and we mean perfect, sunshine colors.
Mimosa makes sense for PMS 14-0848,
like Sunday brunch at the beach.
The mechanics are a bit like flying a kite,
string required, of course.
A bit of wind helps, but not too much.
You wait for just the right breeze, the right lift,
and you hoist your sunshine into the sky.
And bask in the glow.
Good for the soul.
SPF 2 is plenty.
simply random snapshots of New Years Day in the woods of Lincoln Park…
communing with trees

composting autumn on the 138th step

awed by so many layers of life in these woods
a posterized view over Puget Sound
If it doesn’t snow at the beach, can you still meet a snowman?
If you find the right ingredients, like low tide, a crab leg for a nose,
seaweed hair, driftwood and sea-grass arm,s and pebble eyes…
And magic mittens that make sand into snow, sort of…

And the final magic?
Sunday sunshine .