There I was, writing a too-long poem for August Poetry Postcard and… a bat appears. Let me just say, I moved pretty darn fast. Locked myself in the bathroom while I tried to figure out what to do, having no … Continue reading →
Long time readers may attest that I take a fair number of photos. It’s true. Not all the photos are great – some are taken to capture a bit of light or something interesting or just as an aid to … Continue reading →
People sometimes tell me – you’re so focused. Yes that’s true. Th downside is that sometimes it’s hard to change gears or shift energy to something else that wants or needs doing. I offer this only as a lame explanation … Continue reading →
If you’re painting en plein air, your brushes should not be grass green. Ask me how I came upon this notion! I’m tempted to dip the ends of all my brushes in safety yellow or blaze orange just for ease … Continue reading →
Not quite done, but mostly.
For all your days prepare, And meet them ever alike: When you are the anvil, bear–When you are the hammer, strike.
