Contact Erica

Talk with me about your project. There's no obligation and initial consults are free!

Schedule a Call

Contact Form

Send me a message and we’ll be in touch!

Find Me On Social Media

ericapalmisano

I've been thinking lately about the Brood X Cicada

I've been thinking lately about the Brood X Cicadas. It's easy to bring them to mind. I have heard their stadium-after-a-goal shriek outside my apartment for weeks now. They have grown so numerous and loud that I can hear them when I'm inside.

I've been thinking about their long lifecycles. 17 years ago I had just graduated from college. I was about to get married. I missed their last appearance by mere weeks because I moved here in the summer. Life was so different then. I was so different then. I've read many articles and posts reflecting on similar ideas.

I've been thinking, too, about two statements I read recently.
(a) When Harriet Tubman was born, Thomas Jefferson was alive and when Harriet Tubman died, Ronald Reagan was alive. (From a Facebook friend)
(b) Our present is informed by the lived experience of the oldest people among us. Our experiences will form the background to the future of the youngest people among us. Human beings live in a 200 year present. (Rough paraphrase from an "On Being" podcast guest)

What would the world be like if we took the long present seriously? How is it that we'll use a clambering, bumbling bug cohort to reflect on our lives and let the stories of human beings in our midst fly by us? Who gains from ignoring the long present? Who loses?

I still don't love running, but it gets me out to

I still don't love running, but it gets me out to take a peak at the world more often. I'm grateful for that, especially during a busy week.

A Saturday afternoon haiku: Three good days ago

A Saturday afternoon haiku:

Three good days ago
Second dose of Moderna
Zero side effects

Can't wait to hug my family. 😭🤗😭🤗😭🤗😭

Explored nature and a little culture at the Oregon

Explored nature and a little culture at the Oregon Ridge Park on this gorgeous day. The Forest of Hope Art Installation was created a couple of years ago by people in addiction recovery and their families to celebrate their progress and look toward a bright future. The trees are painted with materials deemed safe by U of Md agriculturalists and make for a vivid stopping point along the trail. The forest, meanwhile, was a nearly fluorescent green with new growth. There's a reason we call that color "spring green" and I am in love with it. 😍

Beautiful day for an Easter! 🐰

Beautiful day for an Easter! 🐰

Have basket, will travel.

Have basket, will travel.

This week we finally began the Putting Things on W

This week we finally began the Putting Things on Walls stage of the move, one of my personal favorites. I couldn't decide what to put above our bed. Then @lanaredstudio's recent post of a simple yarn wall hanging popped into my head. It took about an hour since I could just grab yarn from my stash, a pair of scissors, and a stick I had used before in a wall hanging. I think it came out pretty well, and it was nice to get creative on a week night. I made it to suit our bedding and the two pieces I really wanted to showcase, both originals I got in Berlin - the beautiful and lightly profane @veryuglyplatess on the right and the just beautiful @marachowskaart on the left. Out of frame: the cardboard box and Pelican case we're still using as nightstands. Still, progress!

Walking around our nearby slushy/frozen lake has b

Walking around our nearby slushy/frozen lake has been surprisingly lovely lately. The mask acts like a scarf. The scenery can't be beat. I've actually [pause for effect] voluntarily run around it. Multiple times. Anyone who has worked out with me in the last decade is now looking out the window for flying pigs. I assure you, I am in earnest. And yes, I'm desperate for excuses to get outside and get in some movement. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Load More... Follow on Instagram