I always fancied myself as a professional beachcomber. You know how that daydream goes - tanned, lithe, living on a tropical island (the food magically grows itself, probably), living in a driftwood hut and scouring the shoreline every sunrise and sunset for ocean treasures which are invariably useful and/or beautiful in some existentially meaningful way . I would make wonderful art and bowls from it all, and there was probably a ruggedly ... Read the Post...
the humble jar (buy nothing new month)
As anyone who takes their first tentative steps down a low consumption, self-sufficient, low waste path quickly discovers...you're going to need a lot more jars. ... Read the Post...
something borrowed, something used
It's no newsflash that we first world citizens overconsume. Between planned obsolescence, rapid upgrades to technology and the constant consumer drive to makeover our lives to whatever post-modern retro minimalist bohemian trend is in next-last season, we're consuming at levels far beyond what our planet can sustain. Necessity may be the mother of invention, but creating artificial need is her evil twin. ... Read the Post...
california love
Once I was done and dusted from Burning Man, I decided to take a little tour up the northern Californian coast and check out the rugged Pacific views. Last time I came over for the festival, I took a short solo tour through Yosemite (which this year, sadly, suffered a terrible spate of wildfires). I mostly wanted to check out the town of Mendocino, which had been recommended to me by a friend who proclaimed it as 'the town where all the 60s San ... Read the Post...
