memoir

Painting In Pandemic Times

“But nobody is visually naive any longer. We are cluttered with images, and only abstract art can bring us to the threshold of the divine.” ― Dominique De Menil, The Rothko Chapel: Writings on Art and the Threshold of the Divine Try something new, she said. These are challenging times. Most of us remain under ‘lockdown’ due to […]

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life, quotes

Salvage The decoy is a treasure. Its carved wooden shape, light as air. On the base is a hand painted scarlet letter. I recognize the script. For this reason, I pause. Some objects are worth the keep. Father was a duck hunter, a truth we spent years debating ’round the Sunday table. I disagreed with […]

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writing

Ask the sea. It whispers candle lit stories. One is told of a Sparrow in hopeless love with a Captain. Listen. In the still of night, waves tumble and crash upon a rocky shore. As tides ebb, notes beautiful and even rise. These notes are heaven- sent, ripped from the deepest depths of being. A […]

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memoir

Flour is in short supply. The recipe calls for butter. There’s margarine in the fridge. When baking it can be tricky to substitute ingredients. What binds, slips. What’s rich, is poor. There’s chemistry involved. If one isn’t careful, one ends up with a disappointing end product. Yet, somewhere, someone has posted a ‘fix,’ a simple […]

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gratitude

Gratitude

Sit with thoughts. Thoughts of gratitude for family and friends. Recall acts of kindness, selfless actions, impromptu messages, coffee dates and hugs. Surrender to memories. They are gifts. Heal, create, learn. Travel through the pages of a book. Be grateful for writers, artists, and musicians. They speak to our silence. Dare to smile. As vision […]

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reading, writing

Reading a fabulous read: ‘The Dutch House‘- Ann Patchett. Our book club is ‘on hold’ and for once, I’ve caught up! O to write as brilliantly as Ann. Three generations of family, obsession, love, and forgiveness. “I see the past as it actually was,” Maeve said. She was looking at the trees. “But we overlay […]

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