We've driven over 1,000 miles this past week, from Houston to Dallas to Kansas City to a small town—a hometown—in the middle of Kansas.
We've followed hunches and strayed from the course. While doing so: we've visited with friends; shared kefir grains; listened to Johnny Cash and Hank Williams; passed through ghost towns; bisected the Tar Creek Superfund site; took in the evening scent of mimosa blossoms while touring warehouse districts in Kansas City; climbed ancient chalk monuments; wandered around thrift stores and antique malls; ambled under a blue moon; dropped in to Tim Brown's studio; pontificated on how food, environment, and community are so tightly entwined; and wondered aloud on how imagination and visual expression fit in.
In the studio:
-we collected 100 black walnut husks with the intention of making a dye and/or ink
-we started our first pecan dye experiment (updates to follow)
-we began making drawings for the next installment of the BOOTH zine
-we resumed our nightly walks
-we started reviewing source material for a new project, which we will begin constructing upon our arrival at Art Farm