HOLDINGS
An archive, returning
HOLDINGS
An archive, returning
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This site holds work written over many years and shaped through return—writing, digital stories, letters, fragments, and journeys gathered from a life lived across places, cultures, and time. These materials were not assembled for circulation or response, but held, returned to, and placed with care.
The work is organized as crossings. Each crossing holds a complete body of work shaped by a particular mode of attention. They are placed in sequence by the maker, but they do not require a path, progression, or conclusion. Visitors may enter at any point and move among them freely.
Some crossings are digital story journeys shaped from personal archives using voice, image, sound, and silence. Others are text-based journeys—long-form writing unfolding across place, relation, memory, and ethical witness. Meaning is not extracted or summarized; it may be encountered slowly, through attention and duration, or not at all.
The work is here.
HOLDINGS
ABOUT
For more than fifty years, I worked in education, often across borders, living for extended periods in places shaped by history, fracture, and resilience—Senegal, Romania, South Africa, Central Asia, India, Mongolia, and elsewhere.
Along the way, I kept extensive personal records: diaries and journals, letters, lists, transcribed dreams, drafts, short stories, poems, photographs and digital files. For many years, these materials remained untouched, stored in binders and boxes, and in hundreds of folders on a desktop.
In the last year, I began returning to those materials—unearthing, selecting, and revising a portion of what had accumulated. What appears here reflects that ongoing work: a personal archive brought into form through attention to what could be carried forward, and what could remain unfinished.
ABOUT
For more than fifty years, I worked in education, often across borders, living for extended periods in places shaped by history, fracture, and resilience—Senegal, Romania, South Africa, Central Asia, India, Mongolia, and elsewhere.
Along the way, I kept extensive personal records: diaries and journals, letters, lists, transcribed dreams, drafts, short stories, poems, photographs and digital files. For many years, these materials remained untouched, stored in binders and boxes, and in hundreds of folders on a desktop.
In the last year, I began returning to those materials—unearthing, selecting, and revising a portion of what had accumulated. What appears here reflects that ongoing work: a personal archive brought into form through attention to what could be carried forward, and what could remain unfinished.
I sometimes offer one-to-one conversations for people working with their own archives who want a thoughtful sounding board. These are not instructional sessions, but spaces for reflection and listening.
I sometimes offer one-to-one conversations for people working with their own archives who want a thoughtful sounding board. These are not instructional sessions, but spaces for reflection and listening.