Aubrey has officially and literally flown the coup for new adventures in other lattitudes and time zones. She will, without a doubt, create ...

Eclectic are my tastes. My life is mix of new and old, simple and ornate. Furnishings, clothing, art, books, music, friends and ideas came f...

Sitting here, starting to write, I realize I was so eager to get Red to her new owner that I forgot to finish her photographs. No matter, I...

Here's where I left off with "Red." Skin is made of a lot of different colors. I make a palette of antique white, canyon orang...

This morning Orion and I woke at 4am to booming thunder and great, jagged columns of lightning. He climbed in with me and we watched for a w...

Painting "Red" today. (I'll be amazed if the captions line up with the photos. stoopid blogger.) If not, I'll trust you to...

Let's think about color. Once, many years ago and many miles from here, I was a student with little money and a budding aesthetic . I l...

September 6th. Labor Day has come and gone, signaling the end of summer. Or, at least the end of white shoes. As if. I'm calling it anyw...

Inertia I walk toward the building. My shoes clop, clop, clop on the empty sidewalk. They grow heavy. This is not where I want to be. This i...

A few photos as I finish "Blue." Casting and painting were slowed by the extreme heat and humidity this week. In time, everything ...

William Blake's accuser is my accuser too. The Accuser the guardian of the gate. He bars the way forward by diminishing us, throwing a ...

Sometimes change slips in through the side door and politely takes a seat at the edge of things. I've felt lighter these days. Less wor...

I'm reading The Diaries of Paul Klee, 1898 - 1918. Klee had a bit of the compulsive in him and each of his entries is uniquely numbered ...

It's Sunday and about time I showed up. I've got nothing to offer but an update. I'm winging it this morning, just talking as I ...

The raccoon put fish sticks in the pool. The fish sticks lay on the bottom all night. Retrieving them without turning them into murk is both...

I'm on the ferry. It's a broad ferry and it's nearly full of passengers, including Aubrey. I see her in the distance. The driver...

On my way home I see two people on the sidewalk near the light. They're holding homemade signs. The signs ask for money. It's two in...

Day 190. Really? I mean really ? I worked all freaking day. All day. I woke with ambition. A list of things both artistic and practical. The...

Tonight, monster movies on television, kitties curled up with me on the sofa, feet on the ottoman, drink in my hand. Yesterday was preparing...

As of yesterday, our adoptable kittens are all adopted. Maggie went with a lovely lady named Karen to Desert Hot Springs. Frodo and Beverly...