The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. Continue reading →
Waiting for UPS man to appear. Molly is keeping watch from the upstairs bedroom. Sorta. She’s looking annoyed that I’m interrupting her nap. I was wondering about color transparency so I decided to mess around with this test I’d seen … Continue reading →
This morning my phone indicated a call from Williamstown and the nice voice said I’d won three books. One was particularly exciting but I can’t say what it is because it’s –ahem– my first holiday gift for 2017. So here … Continue reading →
One of the books I brought home today was this: Watercolorists at Work by Susan Meyer and Norman Kent, 1972. Norman Kent, when editor of American Artist had asked twenty-five artists to contribute to a book showing their process. His … Continue reading →
I got up very early this morning to go to the book sale in Williamstown and I’d been warned that these bags would be with the “vintage” books but little did I imagine just how mysterious and irresistible they would … Continue reading →
There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child. There are seven million.
