My world-class commute! When I came back from my stay in Paris in 1996, I settled back here in a house in San Anselmo (in Marin) and worked in San Francisco. I either took the ferry across the bay to the Ferry Building or the bus across the Golden Gate Bridge. Not...
Velda’s palette after painting a recent Friday group. It was a painting in itself! It’s no secret to any of you that I am pretty much obsessed by color. Looking back it started pretty early. Like probably most of us, growing up I had coloring books and Crayola...
I just finished another painting and part of me can barely stand to look at it and call it mine. This part of me worries that I got the shadows on the rose murky, the yellow is too intense and brassy. It tells me parts of the leaves are clumsily painted and the...
In the past week I’ve been clearing out. Yesterday I went through the drawers at my husband’s contracting office of “my” files that were stored there. I went through all the colored (!) folders and tossed two drawers-full of paper I’ll never need or use again. This...
I’ve been following Kelly Flanagan’s weekly posts. He’s a dad, husband and therapist in the Midwest and he writes insightfully and inspiringly about marriage, family and life in general in his blog: Untangled: tell a redemptive story of your life. now. Last...
Yesterday morning, on the way to my in-laws to take them some Easter dinner leftovers, I was listening to KQED, San Francisco’s NPR radio station. Weekday mornings they broadcast Forum, a locally produced interview/call-in show. The guests are always interesting,...
