one night stand – Twisted Preservation

One-night Stand: Burying the Lead

GETTING TO PASAQUANYou don’t just happen upon Pasaquan Estate, the built environment created by the visionary St. E.O.M. You really have to make a committed effort to get in a car and drive through the two-lane backroads of rural Georgia to find it. I knew that Georgia consisted of miles and miles of pine barrens,Continue reading “One-night Stand: Burying the Lead”

One-Night Stand: Poetry of Four Pears

I locked the door to my stone-walled, tower office. The office was accessed through a lone, tight set of spiral stairs. It was a beautiful space, but at times I felt like I was sitting in the middle of a big bullseye target. I rushed over to a corner of my large office and lay […]

One-Night Stand: The Structure Of Beauty

“It’s about an hour flight outside of Sydney; then you have to drive to the homestead. It’s kind of out of the way, but well worth it.” That was the bait that lured me into traveling to the Saumarez homestead in New South Wales, Australia to hold a “One-Night Stand.” We had just spent aboutContinue reading “One-Night Stand: The Structure Of Beauty”

One-Night Stand: Walking Home Purple

Old Salem Tavern Sneaking into my mom’s kitchen pantry, I marveled at the myriad pasta types. Our Italian-American family had so many varieties. Slyly, I’d lift several boxes, and once back in my bedroom/art studio, I would spread out my loot. Back then, my bedroom was my sanctuary, a place to draw and make buildingContinue reading “One-Night Stand: Walking Home Purple”

One-night Stand: It’s All In How You Use It

Have you ever made plans to meet someone, and then when you meet them, they don’t look, sound, or relate in the manner that you had expected? This happened to me when I finally met my adult self, and I suspect a similar thing happened to Wharton Esherick when he slowly became acquainted with hisContinue reading “One-night Stand: It’s All In How You Use It”

One Night Stand: A Modest Use of Ohio Clay

On August 14th, 1950, my great-grandfather John Guzzo, an unskilled brick maker at the Claycraft Brick Manufacturing Plant, was walking home from work, as he did every day for well over 40 years. When my mom was visiting the small town of Shawnee, Ohio to spend time with her grandparents, she used to wait atContinue reading “One Night Stand: A Modest Use of Ohio Clay”