Sweets of Talents from Sirce Kwai
The Whale is my Native American Medicine card pulled during meditational inquiry: “What do I focus on in my new life?” The recent birth of my grandchild, Kara, is the beginning of my new life also. In review of my Continue Reading …
Most of my students come from immigrant families. Many are immigrants themselves. My family were immigrants. Looking back on my America, I was raised during the “Melting Pot” era when everyone’s immigrant background was stuffed away and hidden to take Continue Reading …
I was addicted to LINE since I was about 5 years old. Dragging pencil line across rougher art paper is a sensual drag. It was the pleasure of friction. I felt this very young. I always imagined that my veins Continue Reading …
To all my friends and families too…this is for you. Mostly, now that I am Grandma, and the baby has my senses, I need to ‘come out’….I’m not in the closet because my closets are too packed with art supplies Continue Reading …
The sparrow sized bird flew into my classroom. Instantly, it realized it was caught in a room and flew frantically in circles. It landed a few times on my American Flag and when tired, it rested on the neat piles Continue Reading …
Loneliness seeped in this evening. The surge of energy leading up to tax day dropped with the envelope in the Post Office mail slot. It has been a year since I left my previous life behind with the sale of Continue Reading …
Perfection. Mark Surloff was hired to shoot buildings at NASA. He planted his tripod and shot. This photograph resulted. On a normal day, Mark shoots and shares brilliant mall reflectives. Or he’ll shoot humor into what he sees around the Continue Reading …
The Middle East gave birth to both these iconic figures. Looking at them from the perspective of a Native Bronx Shaman, one is a force of chaos and one embodies all chaos turning into sanity. When I first heard of Continue Reading …
Ataturk Airport in Istanbul was quiet as my wheelchair raced to catch the next flight. No time was left for me to go shopping in their splendored shops. At that speed, I captured the feel of the persons on line, Continue Reading …
Key ’73 was the Christian Revivalist Fishing to Save Souls Movement that caught me. I was not at all interested in becoming a Christian. In fact, I saw Christianity as “Elmer Gantry“ism. To me, as a stanch feminist, it was Continue Reading …