PAINT OVER

PAINT OVER

I am painting our house. Being home during the week, I’m graced with the space to do so. Peter joins me on the weekend. Sam used to, a bit begrudgingly, until he got a job. I love the painting.  The scraping, caulking, sanding and washing have their own unique virtues...
TRANSFORMATION

TRANSFORMATION

Another startling artist – floored by another innovative engaged and engaging artist’s work last Sunday night on 60 Minutes: Mark Bradford. As a young boy Bradford took refuge in his mother’s hair salon, eventually styling hair himself. I got the...
BRIEFLY GORGEOUS

BRIEFLY GORGEOUS

How does one speak the unspeakable? How be one so familiarly intimate with the inexpressible as to give the inexpressible expression? How does one grow to write like Ocean Vuong? Witness page sixty-two: There is so much I want to tell you, Ma. I was once foolish...
PARTYWIZE

PARTYWIZE

I am a democrat through and through. No apologies. Have been all my life. Perhaps swayed by my mother from a young age, though suspect I’m a democrat at heart. In all of my years identifying as democrat I have never felt as stark and dire a differentiation...
FOILED AGAIN!

FOILED AGAIN!

I was elated to spend yesterday with our 17 month old grandson. I so admire his approach to life. He stands for a moment soaking things in – walks up to the thing most desired and with no societal constraints, reaches in and grabs hold.  In the case of the...