Old Man Crowe lives in the Pacific Northwest;
in a forest on the side of a mountain. He loves
working with words to find the ‘best’ way of
saying something, or the ‘best’ way an idea or
image feels like it wants to be expressed. He
would rather be in the process of writing
something than doing almost anything else;
although; not in exclusion to maintaining a
peripheral relationship to human society.
A crow’s a crow ya know?