Terry Hill, Eclectic Autodidact Artist, WeaverThe Smell of CedarIʻd put only a small amount of mortar on the masonʻs hod, a square, flat metal plate with a round handle projecting from the bottom. To…Mar 1, 2021Mar 1, 2021
Terry Hill, Eclectic Autodidact Artist, WeaverThumpIt’s been a tough year, and today was another tough day. This island is only 35 miles long, yet people still like to use their cars and…Feb 2, 2021Feb 2, 2021
Terry Hill, Eclectic Autodidact Artist, WeaverChaos+++Turbulence, Chaos, Confusion, Stormy WeatherDec 5, 2020Dec 5, 2020
Terry Hill, Eclectic Autodidact Artist, WeaverConversation with a butterflyA short story in Haiku formNov 15, 2020Nov 15, 2020
Terry Hill, Eclectic Autodidact Artist, WeaverSo it begins.That night, the hungry dogs dreamt of a successful hunt by all of the pack, resulting in a feast for all. The full moon began rising with…Nov 15, 2020Nov 15, 2020
Terry Hill, Eclectic Autodidact Artist, WeaverColdThe scraggly sagebrush shivers silently in the icy wind in the Colorado Rocky Mountains. High above, the high altitude cirrus clouds drift…Sep 21, 2020Sep 21, 2020
Terry Hill, Eclectic Autodidact Artist, WeaverMy Invisible FriendsMy Invisible Friends.Sep 21, 2020Sep 21, 2020
Terry Hill, Eclectic Autodidact Artist, WeaverSeal of ApprovalThis isn’t about happiness, seals or approval. It’s somewhat about marketing. or as Bill Hicks puts it, speaking to any marketers in the…Sep 6, 2020Sep 6, 2020