by Nate Long | Jul 28, 2017 | Illustration, Journey Work
The Medicine Bottle : I see medicine bottles lining a shelf. Prescriptions typed on each bottle… I cannot see the name of the physician but I’d guess it reads “Dr. Spirit” or “Dr. God”. Each bottle has a different label: Air,...
by Nate Long | Jul 25, 2017 | Illustration, Journey Work
Av Revoir Freda Blume : Nine years ago, you sit across from me on your father’s lapOn a train-ride back from Bruges. Your father tells me your name, “Freda… Freda Blume”In a very thick French accent. You are no older than threeAnd I swear I’ve...
by Nate Long | Jul 13, 2017 | Illustration, Journey Work
Touch : Skin upon the surface honored with soft caresses from fingertips of loversSoftly flashing from fireflies in the junipersAnd a moon that paints the makeupUpon the cheeks and lips of the innocent A bird’s shadow catches the eyeBut there is no sound of...
by Nate Long | Jul 10, 2017 | Flute, Journey Work, Video
in the run-off tunnel.Healing sounds made from the inside… for the inside. Lunch with Alice my Flute This is my Journey–Nate Long...
by Nate Long | Jul 8, 2017 | Illustration, Journey Work
Words on the Wind : Sorrowful and hollow Words on a distant wind Through the twisted oak branches That hug the corn field. Talking in its flute-like language, Speaking to the shut-away and the sad, “Your lover will return Just in time for Harvest.” And so...
