Friday, January 26, 2007

My Brothers - Oldest and Youngest

Rick and then Peter - the last few days have seemed like weeks. Prayers, faith, love and good doctors all required now.

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Listening to The Weepies

a little bit
of snake oil
tin foil
it takes
so little


"And the night shall be
filled with music
and the cares that
infest the day
shall fold their tents
like the Arabs
and as silently
steal away."


Wednesday, January 24, 2007


The Spiritree Artists
are back from Rome.
It's so nice to know
they're here.
Welcome Back.

Sunday, January 21, 2007


Here's a recent
watercolor and
a segment of a
poem by Margaret
Atwood called
"Variation on the Word Sleep"

"I would like to give you the silver
branch, the small white flower, the one
word that will protect you
from the grief at the center. I would like to follow
you up the long stairway
again & become
the boat that would row you back

Friday, January 19, 2007

View From a Wing

Chaque jour n'a qu'une aube
Mais tous les matins du monde
Sont chacuns les memes
Jean Chapeau
Each day dawns just once
All the mornings of the world
Every one's the same

Monday, January 15, 2007

Foggy Rainy Day

This kind of a day today.

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Word of the Day Periodontist

this morning i had to visit a periodontist
and that was an excrutiatingly
exciting experience involving
sharp instruments and stitches.
thank GOD and little fishes
that this will be my only visit
to dr duggal (pronounced doogle).
i left her office with an ice pack
and a handful of perscriptions and
i'm now in my office dribbling diet
coke down my chin because my numb lips
are not conforming to the shape of the bottle.

Saturday, January 06, 2007

White Tulips and Pomegranates

Stopped at the market today and bought white tulips and pomegranates.
This January weather feels like spring. The birds and the buds are
confused. Me too.

Friday, January 05, 2007

Hazard Zet Forward

Seton Hall Prep V. Delbarton
The Game is at 5:45 tonight and will be broadcast on
ouch. del 5 shp 1.
there's always next time.

Thursday, January 04, 2007

A Painting A Day

Very inspired by the work of Duane Keiser and his painting a day project. His paintings are the size of postcards but I think they have a very monuemental quality to them. I love his work.

"There are many things to see, unwrapped gifts and free surprises. The world is fairly studded and strewn with pennies cast broadside by a generous hand. But- and this is the point- who gets excited by a mere penny? If you follow one arrow, if you crouch motionless on a bank to watch a tremulous ripple thrill on the water and are rewarded by the sight of a muskrat paddling from its den, will you count that sight a chip of copper only, and go on your rueful way? It is dire poverty indeed when a man is so malnourished and fatigued that he won't stoop to pick up a penny. But if you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity, so that finding a penny will literally make your day, then, since the world is in fact planted in pennies, you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days. It is that simple. What you see is what you get.

Annie Dillard
from "Pilgrim at Tinker Creek."

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Remembering This Smile

Raising a glass at twilight tonight for our pilot gone west.

Happy New Year

Peace and Joy to all.