It’s been a strange day of driving: I witnessed a wreck, and only a few miles later at a rest area, a hearse with pleated white curtains in the back window parked a few spaces away from my little shiny car. Driving unnerves me. We are lulled by the comfort of AC and the music of our choosing, easily forgetting we are traveling at speeds unthinkable even a century ago.
Today, the verdant hills of Ohio completed the first leg of a long journey. I’m headed to Vermont Studio Center … More »