The pandemic goaded me to paint an owl that looked like I felt! Will Rogers shows me 2020-2022 isn't the only hard spell Americans have had. It was one of the first little paintings I did back when I thought the pandemic would last maybe a couple of weeks. Somehow,...
Advent in the 2020 Pandemic
Advent is a liturgical time of preparation; a season to get myself ready to celebrate a birthday – the birth of Christ the Lord. It begins Sunday, November 29 . . . in the 2020 Pandemic So, out came my Christmas Album by John Rutter and the Cambridge Singers. Few...
Travel Options Can Change in a Pandemic
Travel options can change in a pandeminic. When you get to be our age, and in this crazy pandemic time, travel options are limited, huh? Because COVID-19 rearranged any travel plans we might have had, we go nowhere. That is, until dear old Doug decided to take an...
Week Twelve of a Pandemic and Sporadic Pandemonium
As week twelve (or is it thirteen?) begins, and the pandemic continues amidst sporadic social pandemonium current events are crazier. I hoped maybe current events would round a corner today, and we’d be on a better page of history. But, no. I think this meme says it...
Now, Murder, Rioting and Looting in a Pandemic
On top of the pandemic and economic woes, now we face murder, rioting and looting. It’s like waking up to the headlines of 1968, 24/7. Four policemen took the life of an African-American man, George Floyd ,while a bystander filmed it. Violence erupted . . . All the...
Pandemic Painting Chronicles Update
I wonder if an art book called The Pandemic Painting Chronicles would sell, assuming we go back to writing and selling books. The painting I finished today borrows from Matisse, and my memory of our granddaughter’s first pet, Fin the fish, which liked to jump out of...
Looking Back: Lessons Learned from COVID
Looking back, before COVID erupted in March 2020, Doug and I may have had it! Something fast and harsh knocked us for a loop in February. I caught what I thought was a cold and shared. That wasn’t a kind thing. Doug wound up on heavy meds. Shortly after we...
Exhaustion is No Excuse Not to Make Our Beds
Exhaustion Exhaustion is not an uncommon companion at my age and stage. While this feeling of fatigue reminds me of how I felt in 1968, it is more palpable and David French's description captures well the worn-outness I feel. But, also the hope: “ . . . The...
Half a Century of Rights Overturned
Half a century ago, we were angry with each other and the government because of the Vietnam war, civil rights — and Watergate. Then the Supreme Court decided abortion was a constitutional right. (9 Things You Should Know About Roe v Wade) Fifty years ago,...
My Life’s Little Equation
Changing a Little Equation (Note: I consulted no math book to double check my assumptions about my life’s little equation,— only for the “art.” ) A grim statistic is changing my life's little equation: Covid deaths in the USA have reached 1,000,000. COVID is spiking...
Headlines and Personal Examples
A Personal Headline Of all today’s headlines that upset me, here’s: The Queen missed the opening of Parliament . . . this is was a big headline for me! The U.K.'s Parliament opens for the first time in six decades without the queen Throughout my life she has been a...
The Best Laid Plans
The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry. * A plan in this first quarter of a new year was to get an exercise bike for those days when the weather argues against walking. A friend who know me well commented, when she heard my plans: it will make a great...
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