Sisters
My brother, sister and I are all pretty scattered. Sarah lives in Germany, Paul has been in California but is moving to NYC and I’m all over the place. Still, we’re close – we all make our living as freelance artists, a bonding lifestyle to say the least – and every now and then we make an effort to meet up in the same place at the same time. Recently, Sarah and her husband Nik flew into San Francisco and drove north with Paul to Oregon, where we rendezvoused at my aunt and uncle’s farm in Philomath for a few days.
Siblings at Work: Paul playing, Sarah sketching, me documenting
We were together on our parents’ 35th wedding anniversary and since they couldn’t make the trip West, we kids headed up Mary’s Peak in the Oregon Coast Range – one of my all time favorite hikes – and took some photos to send them to celebrate the day. Thanks to Nik for the shots with me in them!
Read about some of our previous family rendezvous in San Francisco, Germany and Scotland and check out Sarah’s art here. Paul’s about to move to NYC to start the Historical Performance program at Juilliard! Thanks, as always, to our amazing parents who have always encouraged our pursuits of the arts in every way possible. Much family Love!
Travels with the Blonde Coyote 
Nice FAM pic
Just need to add some lines of appreciation for this
Matching hair of plant blowing ,
Asking the brother and sisters
Where you all are going ?
Playing with me without knowing,
Running ,walking ,enjoying
Like careless wind ,not slowing ,
Brother ,Sisters and pet
Where you all are going ?
Butterflies
In meadows
beautiful, fragile, ephemeral.
To watch them tossed about by breezes
and dancing from flower to flower
I would think they will go no where.
I am told
they endure storms of summer
and winter too
and that finally they go far.
Where?
To the south, to Mexico I’ve heard
but I can’t believe this.
If You dare
to ask where
follow them yourself.
These beautiful, enduring, travelers –
Butterflies in meadows
remind me of my children.
dhm 1997
Gorgeous photos …
Another mountain I have seen from afar, but never gone up! Looks beautiful up there.
There is another adventurer/writer named Roger Deakin, who died back in 2006 of brain cancer, but left a legacy of beautiful work behind him. I stumbled across him while reading Robert Macfarlane’s “The Wild Places”. Intrigued, I read Deakin’s book “Wildwood”. This is one you might enjoy some evening under the stars sitting next to the camper with the dogs. Your adventures and writings remind me a bit of Roger. You all belong to a special breed of adventurers for whom I have great respect.
Blonde hair and grass tossed in the breeze; so metaphorical…
How wonderful! Your parents had to love these images!
Your parents had to love these images…what a beautiful anniversary gift to them…
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I have got to make it to Oregon one of these days.
Reminds me of the dunes on Holy Island. I love that sort of setting…
Funny life!
Your family has GREAT hair!!
Woweee! What a beautiful blog. The first photo of the sisters, with blonde hair and wheat, is show-stopping. I’ll be back again!