It’s never a good for me to look at some things for too long, or to be influenced by too much, or maybe it’s just not good to think about them at all. I think life would be much simpler if I could turn my brain off for a while. Better yet – I’d just … Continue reading
There’s probably one distinct point in my life where everything really changed. It was a result of my sister beginning to drive. She somehow managed to flip a beautiful, maroon colored Opel Manta into a ditch a quarter of mile from our house. She was sixteen, which means I was twelve, driving a car my … Continue reading
<a my first watercolors; dead fish in Door County, Wisconsin. Sometimes, I just withdraw from everything and pretend I'm something else. I need to do this for my own sake… As best I can recall, the last real vacation I went on was 1997 – a week in Wisconsin, a jutting peninsula defining the eastern … Continue reading
I think it’s difficult for me to walk away from anything. I like writing and telling stories too much. I wander around and do crazy, odd things. I make mistakes, and they often turn out to be the best thing I’ve ever discovered. Something in my heart of hearts tells me this is part of … Continue reading
…The beauty of anything good is that it has a finite existence. A meal ends, the conversation wanes along with the last drops of wine over the clatter of dishes being washed and put away in cupboards. It becomes a part of the realm of memories – something you can either savor or forget. I’m … Continue reading
There is a part of me that is utterly fascinated with artwork and the way people draw/interpret/express the things around them. Including even the stuff I draw, which sometimes I just stare at and study; the shadows, lines, the way something turned out that I never actually tried to do, but was very ‘telling’ in … Continue reading
“The conscious and intelligent manipulation of the organized habits and opinions of the masses is an important element in democratic society. Those who manipulate this unseen mechanism of society constitute an invisible government which is the true ruling power of our country.” – Edward Bernays, Propaganda “The artist (a generic term covering poet, composer, painter, … Continue reading
Lately, after a small bout of emotional and mental hibernation, I realize how much I’ve been pondering this one idea more than any other lately. How much we ever get to choose our own life. It came to me first, in its bluntest form, from Gabrielle Hamilton in her book, Blood, Bones and Butter. It’s … Continue reading
There is, I’m certain, in every serious food lovers life a pinnacle event that changes the way they see the world and the things they eat. It’s the moment where food ceases to be something which is eaten, or merely something that one likes and enjoys – suddenly and without any particular reason, it becomes … Continue reading
