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,...
Blame it on the sunshine — or the coffee — or the rumor in our area that the Omicron Virus may be peaking. I feel Hopeful. Sort of. That hope feels like a shaft of sunshine, after weeks of gray— as friends and family endured bouts of illness over Christmas. The...
Because, more often than not in these times, I don’t know what to say, my thoughts can feel like dense fog — groping for understanding. This fog might explain why often I am at a loss for words. Bottom line, honest to Pete: I don’t know what to say when people...
I am starting 2022 with a clean dining table. Note: in a few hours this will be a mess again. The dining room table is both our work spaces. But for now, it is tidy, and I read a little “devotion” about gratitude even — especially when life presses in. Peering down...
Once again the seasonal programming that my favorite public broadcasting radio stations promote smacked me out of a forthcoming funk. Each year its every-where -ness startles me! Whoever decided what to play when, their selections are again venues of seasonal...
Thanks to a surge of a variant of the virus that “simplified” Christmas last year, Christmas 2021 just got a whole lot simpler! Well, I’ve been grousing for years that Christmas, etc was too much hype.* Couldn’t we just simplify our festivities, and focus on the...
A pianist friend confided that what she sees in musical composition changes over time—when she looks at sheet music, especially ones she has loved and played over the years. What she saw in the score at age 18 changed when she was 35 in the exact same sheet music....
When I looked, it was clear a Christmas cactus was brilliantly blooming despite me! Oh! it was better than a Christmas card! Throughout the year I barely kept it watered; yet out it popped— blooming its fool head off. One of our two Christmas cactuses is blooming...
When Netflix and Prime on our TV went kaput, we felt as if bereft of good friends who helped us cope when the news got weird. Netflix and Prime have been good friends these past twenty-one months; they have distracted and calmed us, often providing ample walks down...
In these times of increasing powerlessness to change anything more than a light bulb, I catch my self wringing my emotional hands — What can I do? What can I say? Not much . . . Take my advice, I'm not using it … bumper sticker That’s the soil beneath the surface...
One of the memories I cherish from our time on Dallas was our neighbors’ creative lawn art. Whether we walked first thing in the morning or after dark, we loved the creativity and humor. Halloween in Dallas was rarely chilly; the weather was usually summery and...
Ever since his painting popped up as a screensaver, I have tried imitating some of Wassily Kandinsky's canvasses. I have never succeeded. Today was another strike out as I gessoed out another canvas. For designs that seem so . . . elementary . . . his are quite...
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