My Bear Stories
I was six on a trip out west with my family. As the youngest, I was standing on the picnic table bench facing the ponderosa pines as my father cooked the meat. Savory smells were
I was six on a trip out west with my family. As the youngest, I was standing on the picnic table bench facing the ponderosa pines as my father cooked the meat. Savory smells were
Here are Mark Twain’s Rules of Writing (from Mark Twain’s scathing essay on the Literary Offenses of James Fenimore Cooper):
I enjoyed this book and found it gives a good introduction to writing in the genre of memoir. The author has written several memoirs and is a professor of the subject at
I am at Creative Arts Camp on the shores of Long Lake in Maine yet again – for my eighth consecutive year – while my husband holds down the fort at home with
Call me a peacenik, but I believe bombing is not a solution. And when the best minds and strategists can’t figure out a solution, why will bombs help? I’m glad we haven’t bombed yet. I hope we don’t. There is not an obvious, good, governmental move that is going take out Assad, the Al Nursa … Read more
Friday afternoon my calendar was unexpectedly cleared so I had the chance to paint outside in the beautiful day. Above is the painting that came forth, titled “Underlying Issues.”
“ring the bells that still can ring forget your perfect offering there is a crack in everything that’s how the light gets in” Leonard Cohen
As an artist, I’m used to thinking in terms of mediums: watercolor, acrylic, pastel, gouache, or oil, for example. So when I read that matter is not the medium of man (see Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy page 372) it really struck me that the “medium of man” … Read more
Floating Down the River Submerged in rivulets of undulating millefiori bean shapes refracting vigorously verdant overgrowth while little-bo-peep clouds, puffed, also float in strong blue hue above, and underneath, macrame light nets coppery rocks, anchoring them. But on the surface dapples shift and converse, one color streak jostles with the next, chatting, swapping places … Read more
Not usually a fan of still life, I have at last found some still life paintings that I genuinely love. Check out here and on her website, the work of Marion Dioguardi. Who knew cups could be so exciting? These are so wonderful; my hat is off to her!
I enjoyed this movie, which is based on the true story of a White House butler who served seven presidents over thirty years, while his son actively worked in the civil rights movement in sit-ins, as a freedom rider, and with Martin Luther King. It serves as a rather concise survey of the hard won … Read more
Since yesterday’s post was a little heavy for a holiday weekend, I thought we could use a little humor today. I’ve been collecting these since last spring when I did a similar post; I hope something strikes your funny bone…