Farewell to Spock
Spock affected my life. I was 12 when the series came out. The summer previews of the brand new Sci Fi show were tantalizingly exciting. I couldn’t wait for the autumn show line up to begin after Labor Day. When Continue Reading …
The Blind Shall Lead
When the invitation came to join in the fundraiser for the Braille Club dinner/dance, I joined in. Not having been there before, I came with fine watercolor paper, watercolors and a cup for water. Painting and drawing beats being bored at Continue Reading …
The Charcoal Tree
Is it a profound loop to draw this dead tree with the branches of another dead tree? In my previous blog, I retriggered the sadness I feel for the dying or the prematurely dead. This dead tree had so many Continue Reading …
River Otter
Sleek long bodies jumped into the waters by Mission Bay Plaza, Boca Raton. These were not water rats. These were river otters. The last time I’d seen them alive was about 15 years ago while I was on horseback and Continue Reading …
Guy Harvey’s Approval
“The Guy Harvey Ocean Foundation will help ensure that future generations will enjoy and benefit from a naturally balanced ocean ecosystem where fish and other marine wildlife flourish. Through the support of the Foundation’s visionary friends, leading scientists will develop new Continue Reading …
Russian Tea Anyone?
The white-headed model became black-haired through the magic of watercolor sketching. The model, my friend George, comes from Russian lineage. American for many generations, yet there seems to be the Russian passion for politics and culture ingrained in him. A good Continue Reading …
Church and the Dancer
Browsing through You Tube at the end of a long work day, I found this deliberate video. I never heard of the dancer, Sergei Polunin or the songwriter of “Take me to Church” (Hozier) or David LaChapelle, director. At first I Continue Reading …
Teaching Guy Harvey
Close to 20 years ago, I dismounted from my pony and knocked on the fresh new doors of a nature center carved out of land clearing in south Florida. I was so grateful for land set aside for leaving nature Continue Reading …
Asian Daughter
My Woodstock partner, Lori, adopted this young lady from China. Lori was very brave to adopt as a single mother. Lori died recently so this is my tribute to her. Lori is the 3rd of my childhood friends who died Continue Reading …
The Big Trim
Buds begin Spring mid-February in south Florida. While most trees do not molt, winter slows growth. With this year’s winter rains, the greens readily grew. After a three year intentional wildness period, this Garden House was due for the Big Continue Reading …