Sara Ryan

I didn’t know any of the dead at this small cemetery, close to Sandy, Oregon. But you can’t visit a cemetery without thinking of your own.

I only took photos of the oldest graves. That way, it felt more like documenting history and less like an invasion of privacy. But I noticed decorative trends among the [...]

A page from Lewis Hyde’s Trickster Makes This World, the stain nicely illustrating the concept he’s about to consider. (It’s the only page in this library copy that’s stained…)

Sighted at Last Thursday. I miss the Clown House.

1. Can’t stop listening to Busdriver.

Anyone have some “if you like Busdriver, you’ll like…” suggestions?
2. Love this post from Jonathan Carroll that begins: “Part of creating is letting go.” I needed to hear that. You, too?
3. A chicken with a skull necklace:
4. Been thinking a lot about this quote from Mark Haddon, whose A [...]

Hey didn’t we just do this? Yes we did. (Relatively speaking.) Here we go…
Cannot believe how many people managed to cram into Cosmic Monkey for the trophy awards & Comic Art Battle. I was happy to meet Matt Silady and Kirsten Baldock (comics writer, librarian, and bartender — I knew we’d get along) and Jason [...]

I couldn’t believe this when I saw it, so naturally I had to document.

Photos from TBF Live! 2008 a few weeks back, courtesy of the fabulous Sarah Hodges. Thanks, Sarah!

Anna and Emi, handlers extraordinaire! Note that Emi does not actually have someone else’s head growing out of her shoulder.

Me and Sarah, also a handler extraordinaire and official Adult!

Me and Anna.

At one of my sessions. It delights me that [...]

Conversation en route to the sale: “Well, it’s Sunday, so probably someone’s already bought the skull.” “Yeah. Oh well.”

My grandparents had this same thermometer/barometer. Theirs still had the man with the umbrella, though.

There was a plethora of anticommunist and Catholic ephemera. And one, lone, girlie picture. (But it was the last day of the sale. [...]

and found the Fraenkel Gallery. Fell in. So many gorgeous, haunting images. So many stories.
This is the one I was looking for –

doesn’t it look oddly like she has an iPod?

(…I like the way this photo came out. Considerably less lame than most of my camera-phone shots.)

Because we didn’t have enough going on already.