Upside Down



I was once bombarded by a band of marauding barn swallows during a summer visit back to Kansas. This is my tribute to their friendly welcome. There was some major swooping, gliding, dodging and running going down that day.

Perhaps you could tiptoe across the tops of buildings, and somewhere the buildings turn into trees, and then mountains, and highways and it seems like it all has to lead to somewhere, something tangible. Like looking into eyes or across the ocean into the horizon- if you could just reach far enough and touch whatever is there. I guess our arms aren’t that long, but the idea is nice.

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I can’t help myself. How could anybody NOT get lost in the things this world has to offer…
Cut Paper

Cut Paper & Nonsense

Cady Wire at Rockwood Music Hall
Brooklyn Botanic Garden



