I've moved.
I'm rattled.
I'm overwhelmed.
And I have very rural-like services that do not permit lingering on-line. I did, however, catch Making a Mark and saw this short clip of Ford Maddox Brown's "Work."
The Pre-Raphaelites have always been among my favourites and I so wish I could catch this show at the Tate. If you can, run because it has more than one hundred examples of this English period.
29.10.12
17.9.12
Winner: Seaside Studios
One of the blogs I regularly follow is Lisa Le Quelenec's Seaside Studios. Lisa is a most wonderful artist who lives in and often paints and even draws those elements in nature I admire.
Well, recently Lisa celebrated a blog anniversary. I commented. And I won this painting. It is now here in the US waiting to be framed and hung in my new home in October.
Lisa offers some of her work at etsy.com here.
I am so pleased.
5.9.12
Tribute to Senator Edward M. Kennedy
For all those who knew him, for those that wished they knew him, and for those of us who had the privilege in Massachusetts to vote for him, this is a splendid, tear provoking tribute.
During these stressful 3-1/2 years, I've wished for the likes of Senator Kennedy to intervene and speak the truth.
During these stressful 3-1/2 years, I've wished for the likes of Senator Kennedy to intervene and speak the truth.
19.8.12
12.8.12
Black Bear in Pennsylvania
It came out of the grass so suddenly I wasn't sure if my eyes were deceiving me. It was a youngster, black as can be and probably not very tall.
It is the first black bear I've been in this area although this article documents an increase of these bears in Pennsylvania.
Even if I had my camera with me I couldn't have snapped a photograph as the bear moved quickly, clearly frightened and I was in a moving vehicle.
It is the first black bear I've been in this area although this article documents an increase of these bears in Pennsylvania.
Even if I had my camera with me I couldn't have snapped a photograph as the bear moved quickly, clearly frightened and I was in a moving vehicle.
11.8.12
En Plein Air in Plain Sight: Bryant Park
It must be exciting to be amidst the throngs in Bryant Park, and as painter Patti Mollica said, "“I was a little scared at first, but I feel like I can paint anywhere now.”
And living more than 100 miles from the City I missed it.
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| Patti Mollica, Bryant Park via the New York Times |
And living more than 100 miles from the City I missed it.
22.7.12
Testing a permalink
What is a peramlink and why do I want to use it?
Katherine Tyrrell over at the always informative "Making a Mark," discusses it and shows one how.
Katherine Tyrrell over at the always informative "Making a Mark," discusses it and shows one how.
16.7.12
Book Review: I feel bad about my neck, Nora Ephron
I have almost entirely given up buying fiction or even non-fiction so when Luci told me she had Nora Ephron's book I noodled her to death at her 4th of July gala to lend it to me. And she did, and I finished it.
It is not a great book, but it is a must read book if you are a woman of a certain age. Don't read it if you are under 50; don't read it if you are child-less; and certainly don't read it if you don't have an Ephron sensibility or a New York Woody Allen way of looking at the world as the world looks at you.
On page 105, Ephron says, and I quote, "I can't believe how real life never lets you down. I can't understand why anyone would write fiction when what actually happens is so amazing."
One of two reasons it is annoying not owning a book is you can't (or won't) mark it up for quotations or passages that capture your attention. Another reason is you have to avoid sleeping or eating with the book least you mess it up.
My poetry friend, Dottie, lent me a book last week and immediately after I read the two chapters I was interested in I wrapped it in cello to keep it clean until I return it. She made a point of telling me not to read it with a messy attitude. I didn't.
Back to the book with a ridiculous title, "I feel bad about my neck."
It is so good that while I didn't belly laugh, I chuckled often and nodded my head more times than usual in agreement, and thoroughly enjoyed it from page one to its conclusion. Ephron writing, like Ephron movies are to be cherished for their down to earth quality, and simple, simple underlined, statements that resonate as brilliant long after you left the theatre or closed the book.
She takes the mundane and turns it into what her mother referred to "as copy." She makes necks, strudel, death, wrinkles, buying shampoo or renting an apartment seem momentous and an adventure.
She'll be missed.
It is not a great book, but it is a must read book if you are a woman of a certain age. Don't read it if you are under 50; don't read it if you are child-less; and certainly don't read it if you don't have an Ephron sensibility or a New York Woody Allen way of looking at the world as the world looks at you.
On page 105, Ephron says, and I quote, "I can't believe how real life never lets you down. I can't understand why anyone would write fiction when what actually happens is so amazing."
One of two reasons it is annoying not owning a book is you can't (or won't) mark it up for quotations or passages that capture your attention. Another reason is you have to avoid sleeping or eating with the book least you mess it up.
My poetry friend, Dottie, lent me a book last week and immediately after I read the two chapters I was interested in I wrapped it in cello to keep it clean until I return it. She made a point of telling me not to read it with a messy attitude. I didn't.
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| Wrinkled turkey neck (stock photo) |
It is so good that while I didn't belly laugh, I chuckled often and nodded my head more times than usual in agreement, and thoroughly enjoyed it from page one to its conclusion. Ephron writing, like Ephron movies are to be cherished for their down to earth quality, and simple, simple underlined, statements that resonate as brilliant long after you left the theatre or closed the book.
She takes the mundane and turns it into what her mother referred to "as copy." She makes necks, strudel, death, wrinkles, buying shampoo or renting an apartment seem momentous and an adventure.
She'll be missed.
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