I’m Taking The Question Marks In My Life And Bending Them Into Exclamation Points. I Am The Human Interrobang. Pete Ippel #ALLRISK

"I'm taking the question marks in my life and bending them into exclamation points. I am the human interrobang." Pete Ippel #ALLRISK ‽ Learn more about Martin K. Speckter, innovator of punctuation. Thank you to @rejon for Fabricatorz @pianoBrad for wonderful avatar creation video tutorial unleashing the power of Inkscape to create and share. Download […]

When You’ve Seen Yourself Dead, It Changes You.

Make-up 2008 – Saskia Edens Silver Skeleton 2007 – Pete Ippel

Peace Comes With Acknowledgement Of One’s Own Mortality.

It’s about knowing that life is finite, as is energy in any given form or shape. Energy flows out and in, to and from any vessel, and energy cannot be destroyed. It’s the longing and the emptiness that allows for the kinetic and dynamic to enter. Harmony is false, because it denies flow. Being full […]

For After All What Is Man In Nature?

“A nothing in relation to infinity, all in relation to nothing, a central point between nothing and all and infinitely far from understanding either. The ends of things and their beginnings are impregnably concealed from him in an impenetrable secret. He is equally incapable of seeing the nothingness out of which he was drawn and […]

The Act Of Seeking Is Important: Artists, Whales, and a Sea Sponge

Artists and whales sift and process…having the sense and experience to follow others, when appropriate, to capture sustenance…other times they seek a solo journey of thousands of miles…alone.

I’m cutting my favorite shirt in half. Join Me. ALLRISK

Greetings, friends, when was the last time you decided to fix something? How about the last time you destroyed something. Did you feel a sense of freedom after each moment? How were they different? So today is a very important day, because it’s June 6th, and I’ve been thinking a lot about the concept of […]

Maya And The Golden Hind Of Artemis

Near the region Udine lived a beautiful deer, sacred to Artemis… Maya’s hair was red, horns were wooden with gold, and her hoofs of bronze (or silver, according to others). She fled, traveling the world without stopping, delighting those who pursued her. Pete considered dragging her into the beaches and mountains of California, from which […]