
Mini Windsock
A symbol of how we map out the direction and speed of the winds of change.
Semioticians getting to know one another via story telling — true, invented, or somewhere in-between. ALso see: EXCHANGE.

A symbol of how we map out the direction and speed of the winds of change.

I screamed and plunged my arm in to grab it.

The one pretty thing that reminded me of oily, deep-fried food.

Symbols for the first thing that let me pretend to be who I wanted to be.

There’s something more fantastical than ironic about them.

It felt like the kind of physical thing you bring back from Narnia.

“I need a decent bell,” I said.

What a libertine wants, more than anything, is liberty.

I considered it the epitome of bad taste.

How did these Mooninite lite-brite devices end up all over Boston?

My thermos is like a magic wand.

Sometimes we win — without knowing why.

The cake has always been at odds with Indian culture.

It didn't become visible, for me, until I happened to hear a family story.