A New Day


“Isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?” ― L.M. Montgomery. My life at the moment is about learning to accept daily the mistakes I make, other people make and their after effects. For even in a brand new unblemished day, you have to live withContinue reading “A New Day”

Moral Compass


I have been knocked off course. I need an ally like my father, or D.C.S. Christopher Foyle, to help me find my way. My dad was the only person I have known who could actually change a person’s mind about something they thought they believed without ever raising his voice. When I was in firstContinue reading “Moral Compass”

Every Day


routine [roo-teen]    noun 1. a customary or regular course of procedure. 2. commonplace tasks, chores, or duties as must be done regularly or at specified intervals; typical or everyday activity: the routine of an office. 3. regular, unvarying, habitual, unimaginative, or rote procedure. My daily routine: Wake at 9. Walk Alice. Make coffee. Work.Continue reading “Every Day”

My Notebooks


I have too many note books. I see them, often at Spoonbill & Sugartown, my favorite bookstore, and I have to have them. They are usually not very expensive. Anywhere from $10 to $30.00. But if I never bought one more I would have enough paper to do drawings till I die, even if IContinue reading “My Notebooks”

Approximately 186 miles x 2 x 8


I am in Brooklyn, again. This is around the 8th time I have come to Brooklyn since April. This time, my oldest brother Paul is also here (a rarity). There are three of us. My two brothers, Mark and Paul, and me. Mom loves Paul best. It is a fact of our family, and weContinue reading “Approximately 186 miles x 2 x 8”

The Art of Thinking About Art


I went to Brooklyn to visit my mom, and, for a change, to see a couple of art exhibits. Whenever I drive, ever since the year I had to drive to Brooklyn every other weekend to see my father at the V.A. hospital, I listen to an audio book. It has saved me. For thisContinue reading “The Art of Thinking About Art”

Catching Up On Many Things


Oklahoma…of course this is #1 on my mind. So so sad. And yet, questions do spring to mind. When to tactfully remind the senators, Tom Coburn and his colleague James Inhofe , that while we all share their grief, they did not share ours after Storm Sandy? They were both quite steadfast about voting againstContinue reading “Catching Up On Many Things”

The Not Sublime…Daniel Brush


A few weeks ago I was completely irritated and out of sorts because of the NY Times article about the artist Wade Guyton, and just when I had calmed down I read the next cover story, about artist Daniel Brush. Unlike Guyton Mr. Brush has skills. He has a vision, he spends time on eachContinue reading “The Not Sublime…Daniel Brush”

The Truth About Mother’s Day


I don’t love the concept of Mother’s Day, or Black History Month, or Poetry Month, or any of those sorts of shout outs to people and events that are on the bottom rung of most ladders. If you get a day, or a month, it means you aren’t doing very well (exception:Father’s Day). That beingContinue reading “The Truth About Mother’s Day”