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You love snow. You love winter. And then comes the day when you have shoveled this set of stairs – piled to the top – already 3 times today. Drat the snow. More so, drat the wind! And you go:…

You love snow. You love winter. And then comes the day when you have shoveled this set of stairs – piled to the top – already 3 times today. Drat the snow. More so, drat the wind! And you go:…

Weather: One snow flake after another. So innocent. But then, how they add up and … need to be arranged. Some of the snow gets piled in drifts alongside. And that piling takes its own sweet time. And with my…

Snow. Lots of snow. More snow. Wind. Ducks. And it’s just past the full moon. Valentine’s Day coming. Is this why my mind left “art think” and went on a sidetrack with my recent blog on dangling participles? It took…

……………………(not my rescuers) This morning I got stuck. Stuck in the darn snow. At dawn – barely light out. I had backed in over this icy embankment, JUST off the road, but my car was not going to go forward…

…………………………………………….(night time) When I take this piece to DC – once it’s finished – do I want people to tell me, “It’s beautiful”? When I was in art school, way back when, the ultimate (unspoken) insult was to call someone’s…

I made the smallest adjustment to this area and it delighted me: I shifted the edges. Before I took the scissors to it, there was a straight line along the bottom. Straight. The message was of the edge of a…

Do I ever notice this encasement I live inside? This thing that can produce ideas and get me from one place to another. My body. Yes, I exercise. And yes, Tai Chi and sometimes yoga. But yesterday I had the…

I’m dog sitting little Otis. Here he is with my pooch, Rumi. They get along very well. In fact, when I have to leave for an hour or so, I know Otis will be fine. He’s with Rumi. And that’s…

A close up. I now am not sure about my idea that was so thrilling yesterday. When I was “close up” to it, I was just pumped. And so full of why this was such a great idea, why hadn’t…

Art can change the world… Additionally, the experience of art distracts from daily hardships and inspires people to imagine other ways of living that are less painful…Its experience proposes a more fulfilling life. After all, joy is an inalienable human…