A work in progress in more than one way

I've left my job at the Star Tribune, although even as I write that statement, the first clause of the sentence appears to disintegrate on its own. Even without any action on my part, what I thought of as "my job" had been shifting and twisting with the difficult fortunes of the paper itself. Water under the bridge. I'm in the last few months of my fellowship at the University of Colorado, enjoying my studies, my home in the mountains and the precious gift of time to think. 

This semester I'm taking an art history course called "Memory and Place," which is as broad and daunting as the title suggests. We've just spent five weeks studying how Germany and Israel deal with memorializing the Holocaust, and now we're onto the aborigines and  white Australia. My other course is "Land Use, Sustainability and Climate Change," which sounds dry, but actually pertains to the survival of humanity. Stay tuned.