Le Lapin

Six years ago I was gifted the experience of art with my parents in Denver, Colorado. We saw HER PARIS during the Christmastime, just days before the vision in my right eye would go blurry for approximately 36 hours and then clear up. The doctors couldn’t find any explanation, though ischemia was likely the cause. The challenge on my heart and nervous system the last years has been challenging to...

Almost nothing in my life seemed like a given; it was all put there by someone before me, who had worked for it, sacrificed, endured things I couldn’t imagine, and all in all it was on purpose. There was a choice, and it was not left up to total chance or an institution to give it. The notion that things are earned was the foundation upon which we found each other as trustworthy record makers. Tru...

With growing ability and ineptness, humans have rapidly, and arguably rabidly, raced towards artificiality in the last decades. The critique of progress as witness to artificiality is based in seemingly obvious discrepancies among perspectives on life. As defined as life itself: nature and ‘ it’s natural ’ have become nearly meaningless generalisations within contexts such as societal morays and f...

Savory Yarrow began a beautiful penpalship with me after noticing a comment I made on Rob Bresny's Free Will Astrology Page. I was disappointed by Bresny's comment as I had once looked forward to reading his astrology. He seemed to take my curious comments as a personal attack (which they were not, and I am careful to not do that), and so a new friend was born out of the passing of an ideal. Savor...

Orangizing chaos, was a reductively poetic phrase I learned last winter, from Theodore Barth. As may truths go, many people say them; yet some voices that have the ability to imbue letterforms and their tenants with more gravity. Gravity formed by a myriad of vehicles: vehemence, persistence which is not quite the same as insistence, but really the voice of experience has always settled differentl...

A human soul cannot be contained in a linear box. So what if I will always love the philosophy I could get from learning Norwegian and the profound expounding that comes from understanding a priori through English? How dangerous can semotics and linguistics be? Apparently in the emotionally charged West- very. Words are not just words. They are misused and often fail us, and yet what is communicat...

Awhile ago, Harriet Sundström painted scenes of hunters foregrounded by their hounds with prey, often rabbits. For as much conceptual art school as I could barely stomach after starting in on Kant around age 14 (a bit late to philosophy by Nordic standards), I began to delight and stand wide eyed in a bewildered horror at the complexity of colloquialisms evident in traditional painting, graphics,...

Much of The Cookie Jar has been available for free. And so I often wondered the past 23 years or so when creating becomes worth charging for. Creating as done in nature is defacto. The flowers do not charge the hummingbirds to drink their nectar. However, those flowers are vulnerable to being clipped or hacked down. There isn’t evil to be found in charging fees but rather a sort of buffer layer th...

Mayonnaise is a bit like the word moist; it contains a lot of icky feelings of repulsion for some folks, and indeed contained a great lot of yuck not so long ago for me. Maybe because I had made too many salads and sandwiches working at delis, or because I was afraid of the sauce in incumbering my stride while running or hiking. So how could I regress my taste to accept the condiment I had condemn...

we presume everything posted on the Internet happens now and why not? everything could be happening now and in some ways is when we look closer at the biology of our beings becoming matters den blu sjel i kroppen min are blue stone confettis of gravel on a sun-stained road, imagined with the well named iPhone, birthed from a great lot of technological bodies to show us to ourselves and gregariousl...

Anatomy, the parts that create the whole has been one of the greatest interests developing over time. For when I take apart a structure and look at each piece, my mind becomes able to articulate the kinds of qualities, aspects, sensations that accompany such a formation. The energy of things tends to be difficult to relate directly with, and so I find these kinds of ancillary objects which have ta...

There are so many words that can be used and fail even as we take our understandings of meaning for granted. Perhaps there are as many images or more to fill the cracks words severed, but the relationship between art and words goes both ways. This long relationship between disciplines is nothing new, but seems to disquiet those who are playing the reductive programming act. The pursuit of closure...

Self-help books are popular; understandably based on the social policies’ celebration self-improvement. I tend to prefer to think about development or growth in terms of cultivation, or maybe even fermentation if you’re down for getting saucy. And this is going to get a bit mystisk for a moment because this cookie is going to dive down the rabbit hole of free-will and choice. The reason self-help...

Every time we impose our will on another, it is an act of violence. - Gandhi This quote has recently zinged me, and had me come to terms with why I felt so intensely sensitive to instructing dance, meditations, and movements. Because on some level I knew that sharing knowledge had a connection to will. And movement and breath the absolutely closest we have to knowing the divine. Beyond refined mec...

Mindfulness as a practice has grown into a bit of an objective. In mindfulnesses’ thingliness, the trend has over time revealed virtues at some particular costs. To be mindful feels comforting and acceptable, assuring the practicant they are doing ok in life. As a sort of self-soothing for people with a conscience. People with a conscience are routinely regarded as neurotic by those who seem to tr...

We cannot have anything virtual without something actual. This is the focus I have been bringing forth, more emphatically since 2019. I can elaborate on that, but I’m starting to notice a few words with an image that says a lot more is already a bit like standing in front of the fire hose. I must also be brief due to a sore throat, most likely from walking in cold damp without a scarf. The last bi...

There are experiences in life that seem inconceivable. Things that seem so far out there, they would have to be made-up, or from a movie. Invisible things in particular are often the hardest to contend with, quite obviously as their existence are known only through their effects. Invisible things do have real implications, and yet are often reviled to the realms of subjectivity or psychology. Subj...

Over the weekend, I had a nightmare about global socialism. In short, the organic farming tribes were unable to get along and began to kill each other; there were not enough energy, textiles, nor housing without mold infestations, nor clean running water. There was of course no internet in this dream, since a magnetic warfare preceding the decentralisation took place, so people used vulgar means t...

In our Internet times, quotes are traded like links as proof, currency designed to convince or to inspire you! Some toss the baby out with the bathwater when it comes to the abundant resource technicians have been building the internet with, claiming the space as purely distraction, or worse, confusion collider. There are several, seemingly endless scrolls of orders to ensure you are smarter, bett...

The cult of positivity has seemingly good intentions. Within certain mental frameworks and orientations, people can encourage their personal trajectory with focus toward creating the goals they wish to realise. The counterparts to this activity when out of balance, and pressed upon others tends to lean toward stress, wishful thinking, or perhaps the really nasty canceling culture. As in we cannot...

After appreciating Roland Barthes, Death of the Author, I wondered how this can apply to other vocations including that of the artist. The "Death of the Artist" installation involved a wall painted blue; an aqua reminiscent of the colour chosen as the painted bottom of a pool, or the backdrop in a butterfly enclosure. 8 Palms lined up in their shipped pots, spaced with 7 chrysanthemums, sided by a...

This article was drafted months ago, and had to be entirely redressed due to recent events. Then it had to ferment for a few more months. Every time I sent out something that feels significant to the foundational layer of human soul, even if it’s only my metaphorical riverbed, I feel a paralysis. I try to remember this is not a fear alone, but rather a knowing of the imperfection of a singular voi...

Lately, I find increasing value in taking the charge off words by examining forms and patterns. Yet words also have forms and patterns. Therefore how can words be used to find out what is true or fabrication, and where do those overlap, as they’re not necessarily opposites. How anything gets used in life, tends to inform the results. When words are used as catapults or to wilfully inflict dominanc...

The grass is not greener where the sun shines all the time. In fact, no grass grows there at all. The place where sun shines all the time is called a desert. Seasons, weather, change with time. What was once a glacier becomes a lake, what was once a forest becomes sandy slope. The landscape of life has always been this way, long before humans, and long after we transition. For as long as we have k...

This cited writing was originally published on Medium.com and republished on The Muck Rack in 2020. I closed both profiles to maintain this substack. The rise of gun violence in the United States stands out among Western, developed nations. While the issue at hand has been well described, conclusive decisions and their actions have remained a focus in debates. The average number of people who died...