We started the day by walking over to Central and voting, then we caught a bus to the “No Kings” rally downtown. We found over 40,000 Americans who love their country marching in the streets to express their concern. My 10-18-25 postcard is the Statue of Liberty, rendered in color, tears streaking her face beneath the words “No Kings.” The contrast between the black-and-white crowd and the centerpiece underscores the clash between power and principle, between silence and the cry for freedom. It’s a portrait of democracy finding its voice, imperfect, defiant, and alive.
My 02/04/26 postcard is a withered sunflower head hanging heavy at the end of its…
My 02/03/26 postcard is a torn prickly pear fruit, its skin split wide to reveal…
My 02/02/26 postcard is a Monday morning on Nob Hill, the city easing itself awake.…
My 02/01/26 postcard is shards of broken glass embedded in the soil at Albuquerque’s Glass…
My 01/31/26 postcard is a rolled, weathered leaf that was still attached to the tree,…
My 01/30/26 postcard is a dried flower head, stripped of color and life, that is…
