Wednesday, April 13. The shoes I wore to meet the architect.
Living in a trailer isn’t so bad. That’s what I like to tell myself, anyway. I moved into
When you're in love with a black baby.
She got on the Number 13 at 2nd and Galer. A white woman and a little black boy. You don’
On naming and marriage and owning yourself.
When Will and I were married, I did not take his last name. He was a little crestfallen when I
To Seth and parties of five.
I always wondered which one of my siblings would die first. Now I know.
My brother lies in a funeral
When you're in love with a beautiful house.
On Saturday, after almost five years on the East Coast, I left Baltimore. On the plane ride to Seattle, I
Sugar Darling.
Bria. Photo by Callie Neylan, March 23, 2012.
Sugar Darling, you are my sunshine. No,
moonshine. Intoxicant, swooning.
Down where
On forces of nature, packaging design, and the amazing uterus.
AskNature.org is an online source for biomimicry inspiration, a place “where biology and design cross-pollinate, so bio-inspired breakthroughs can
On Irish heritage and going home.
Fields near the Cliffs of Moher. County Clare, Ireland. Photo by Callie Neylan, February 6, 2012.
My maternal grandfather’s
On horses, mental models, and 100-year old metaphors.
Michaela with my friend Katie’s horse, Brazil, at a dressage show on Whidbey Island, WA. Photo by Callie Neylan,
On the power of hair and semiotics.
Me at about 3 yrs old. Photo by my mom or one of my siblings, 1970-ish. Durango, Colorado.
Redheads are
