autumn across america

Late afternoon fence line, Brush Creek Ranch, Wyoming. Photo by Dawn Chandler When I was a teenager there were two places at home where I liked to do my homework. If I really needed to concentrate — say when writing a paper — I would work at my little desk in my tiny...

letting go of home

Wednesday, June 19, 2019 would have been my parents’ 65th wedding anniversary. It’s also the day that I learned my childhood home has been destroyed. My home of 42 years. My tiny bedroom with the astonishing bookshelves wrapping around two walls and...

living free and coming home

  I’m in a live free or die state. No, I don’t mean ideologically (tho’ that, too). I mean physically — in the Live Free or Die State. New Hampshire. In the years that I’ve been writing this blog, my love for New Mexico is evident: simply survey my paintings and...