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About this time last year I was blogging about my return to oil painting. Long ago in my life two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and I instinctively took one rather than the other. I became a writer, pouring … Continue reading
Category Archives: Art
To music, that is. And the popular medium for use. I’m not sure where to start because if you take the historical view, as I always do, the average twentieth and twenty-first-century United States citizen has had many options for … Continue reading
I need to write the short story meant to come from the brilliant prompt that I sent to my writer’s group: “I’ve got a bad feeling about this.” Right after I finish this blog. There is a story teller/radio comic … Continue reading
Between named winter storms who trampled through the Puget Sound area like a stampede, leaving heaps of wet white stuff all over everything, I managed to get out of Seatac and land in Santa Rosa, Sonoma County, California. Did I … Continue reading
I continue to ponder inequality. Or perhaps it’s more than that, an endless history of things unchallenged or questioned. First, witches. My erstwhile significant other asked me the question: “Why are the males called ‘wizards’ and the females called ‘witches’?” … Continue reading
I have a picture library. Right now it’s bulging at 77,000 pictures. This is because I need to do some editing. It ought to be about 75,000 pictures. I say this firmly, knowing I’m unlikely to find editing time in … Continue reading
I do my own covers. Although I am recognizing to my ego’s distress, a certain lack of skill in this matter and have been looking at professional cover designers, it got me thinking—always risky when I am tasked with producing … Continue reading
The Art Institute of Chicago is featuring a John Singer Sargent exhibit through the end of September. I hadn’t visited the museum in years, but a friend is a member and she and I both love Sargent’s work, so off … Continue reading
The local radio station is playing in rotation a song called “Gold Rush”. While the band, Death Cab for Cutie, explains it’s about a romantic break-up, it’s clearly a eulogy for what is being lost in the current development tsunami … Continue reading
My friends and I take walks through Illinois Beach State Park several times a week, weather and Life permitting. The park is located in far NE Illinois along the shores of Lake Michigan, and consists of a narrow strip of … Continue reading