Prints John

I'm back in New Orleans. I realize now that I went into this trip with vague and impractical goals. I doubt that I would have changed...

There's the place you live and there's the place you're from and there's the place you belong. I'm trying to get th...

As I approach my native home place I see the plants and patterns that resonate with my native self. Here is Mansanita of the peely red ...

Here are three vessels made by the adult son of my hosts these days. I am grateful for the many ways people have helped me along this wa...

I am nearly overcome with excitement and challenge when I spend time with a new (to me) printer friend. Lovely to spend a fluid hour with Ly...

My son Max is now a high school graduate. I'll always have the responsibilities of a parent but it changes now. I no longer need to b...

Time on the farm has taught me the productive wisdom of the old nursery rhyme: 1-2 buckle my shoe (essential skill before any child can ...