I saw her gait bending left ahead of me on the sidewalk, as if she were walking around an invisible obstacle. A thin older woman on an early-morning walk through downtown Manitou Springs. She wore a wide-brimmed hat. Her wobble brought her into my path. I was running back from Read more…
Sitting on a stump weathered gray, a seat in nature. The cut end of its separated body, the one it must have known and lifted for decades or longer, lies only 4” off its pedestal. The similarly grayed tree fell at an angle on the gentle uphill. Only one side Read more…
Perched on red rock, a climbing novice’s mild, short scramble up to a sloping seat with a view above one of the main hiking runs in Red Rock Canyon Open Space in Colorado Springs. It wasn’t intentional. It was a hike with a pause that turned into thoughts. A pause Read more…
When I was a young kid I had access to a small, counter-top printing press. I’d place each metal character in order, right to left. I’d use a rubber roller to coat the backward letters in black ink, readying them to be mirrored onto light-blue poster board. Only one word I Read more…
I wake up and I’m excited to write morning pages. I can’t explain why. There’s something positive and meditative about scrawling racing thoughts, happenings, nuisances, poetic, lyrical flourishes on the page. Free association. Illegible writing I couldn’t read afterward, if I wanted to. A couple weeks ago I wasn’t doing Read more…
I’d moved here from Missouri with an eye on the mountains, the trails, running and hiking and climbing and skiing, to get lean and mountain-ready. To tackle my 40s with motivation and hell-no-I-won’t-slow. To get Colorado fit. The elevation change took me — and my family — from living a few Read more…
Humanitou is about art, but not just painting or sculpting or any of the usual, literal ideas of art that are found in studios and galleries. This site is about humanness, creativity … the art of life and living. I like the definition of art that the well-known author, marketer Read more…