Cleveland Love

Academic peonage has its benefits as we are able to order piles of gorgeously colorful tomes and indulge every urge of our intellectual and ...

A cup of peppermint tea, and the apathetic revision of the Purgatorial Paper, glad that I cut class today to be outside in the October sun, ...

Waiting for the bus, trying to navigate this whole insurance agent thing, driving through the rain to the east side sucking on cough drops, ...

The drop in temperature is welcome, the rain picking up flecks of red light reflecting in puddles on the roof next door, the flickers of lig...

I wasn't happy with the results of some of my last projects, but this last kiln batch had three gorgeous drinking vessels in it, one dra...

The cure for the summer blues is the blue of the water, be it communing with the Divine in solitude beneath a willow tree or out adventuring...

Seeking change of scene and refuge from the rain. I remember being bored at mass, staring up at the stained glass windows, playing with the ...

With the joyous light that sustains us and burns us out in time, I've been outside every chance I get, with the camera and the occasiona...

I played with different colors tonight, trying to replicate the scheme on my last project, only with more green, and then doing a smaller cu...

I drove from the east side to the west in the rain with earplugs in my ears, a roaring engine, a continual metallic grind that turned out to...

The roads were like rivulets as I hoped I wouldn't get stuck or flood my engine with rainwater on the way to Lakewood, wondering where t...

Instead of clay, I ended up eating dinner with the parents, as we wait for Baby and I'm thankful that my dad's doing better than he ...

As a chick and musician, I find the below Craigslist ad totally hilarious due to the misogyny and general rock star egotism especially ende...

Boomerific ramblings about revolutionaires and royals across the pond be damned, there is much more to life, though one might say that my li...

I ran to catch the early train, got over to the art center where I pounded the air bubbles out of a block of clay, rolled and twisted, the t...

It's Dyngus Day or something, which I didn't know about being a half-caste Polack, but I wonder how many people in the almost-hood a...

I left the beloved hometown on Sunday afternoon, driving to Akron-Canton to take the Airtran and be amused at the massive amount of Rush fan...