I’m reading this wildly interesting book on Alexander Humboldt (by Andrea Wulf) who was one of the first environmentalists. I’m early in the book and,

So in my latest best-loved book, The Invention of Nature, von Humboldt is struggling across an endless grass landscape in South America when he encounters an

thunderstorm coming Yes, I forgot. I forgot to name many who dropped by, jumped in, laid back, enjoyed the lake. All of whom I thoroughly

starting in on “dark hearts” It’s September. It’s after Labor Day. The BIG SUMMER has ended. I thought to myself: “Now I can re-enter my

I was intrigued by a passage in Gombrich’s book in which he was writing about seeing. He mentioned that a person who gains sight later

This summer I’ve been slowly digesting Gombrich’s The Story of Art. I had my fair share of art history in the classroom. But even the

For a couple of wonderful years, I was part of an online art group. Once a week we would talk. Between, I blogged. I was

August 13. How did that happen? With lots and lots of away-from-the-computer time is how. With lots of time in the woods and water and

GREEN! So much rain. So much green. (see that kind of stalk of a tree mid-distance? My mother, no longer alive, told me its name

Could Peaches be any closer to that fan??? It’s hot. It’s suuuuummmmer. Amanda was asking me yesterday where my horse art was – (she’s only