What’s in a word? Everything.
What do we build?
My 17-year old was bent over the patio table outside, with two friends, well after midnight. Nothing unusual in that – they joke around, they eat and drink. Mostly, they chat and listen to music, sometimes gathered around a laptop. Surprise, surprise Last night I was curious. I wanted to know what they were doing, […]
Telling commentary – erotic literature, art nudes
What are you reading, Part Deux! I’m enjoying a variety of books this summer, and my reading habits include juicy art texts with sensual images from mid-century surrealists to modern and contemporary portraiture, along with a photography reference I’m anxious to crack open. It promises to be an interesting read, and again – filled with […]
What’s on your bookshelf?
What are you reading? What’s on your bookshelf? And what does it say about you? Have you ever been to someone’s home, and you know that something feels a little “off,” but you aren’t sure why? That happens to me when there are no books. And it’s most surprising when it’s a spacious and expensive […]
Yellow shirts. Red wine. Squirrels on the roof.
Billboard from IKEA. Clouds like cobblestones against an inky sky. A train passes; we pick up speed, underground again, lights reflecting against windows. So few people. Behind me now. I feel him behind me now. It’s late. White shirts, blank faces, no babies or commuters. More white shirts. Good, I think he’s leaving. My black […]
Cruise Control
It’s drizzling, and still only half light, 6:00 a.m. I need to shower and dress, to drink the first cup of coffee. Dreams are drifting in and out: old friends, improbable scenarios, places I’ve never seen that are vaguely European. The dog is sleeping, stretched on the floor next to my bed. I hear her […]
The more things change, the more they stay the same… Huh?
I woke with the dog scratching at my door, as usual. Her needs first, then my own. Even before coffee. Rather like kids – their needs first. Those needs are initially physical, and also emotional. Needs that evolve. Becoming more affective, more instructive, more logistical. By the time we’re dealing with adolescence, things have shifted […]
Coffee. Pasta. Oh Christ, another day.
The coffee’s hot. Black. Strong. My drug of choice. FLASHBACK: I used to joke “I like my coffee the way I like my men – hot, black, and strong.” But that was before the age of political correctness. Before the 80s. My permed hair. Shoulder pads. Pumps with toe cleavage. By the early 90s I […]