Today was a turning point. Have you ever gone back and started learning the stuff you’ve been faking or avoiding for years?
About THAT song: “See You Soon” (Raw or Seasoned?)
Do you believe the past is past and done for? Or are pieces of your past like mementos you pull out of a box and re-examine? For years I quoted “Mudcat” of the Boston Islanders. “Don’t call nothin’ up you can’t send back.” This year I’ve called up. . .
About That Song: “Pretty Boy”
Tongue in cheek is an expression that may have originated from sticking one’s tongue into their cheek to suppress the urge to laugh. Pretty Boy is a satirical tune I crafted for a man I dated many years ago. Yes, he was pretty.. but ladies–he called himself a pretty boy! How could I resist writing […]
Your thoughts…please
If you’ve read my collection of short stories released ten years ago, “Flights of Fancy…”, I’d like to hear your thoughts. Why? I’m editing and augmenting that book for re-release later this year. A few folks said that they enjoyed reading one story a night until the book finished. Others wanted more stories with the […]
Tinker-Belle and the Curmudgeon
New Year. Most cultures have a cyclical annual celebration. It’s just a date on the calendar, but it’s a chance to place a marker and consider the road in both directions. Resolutions can be goals we plan to reach or approach to improve ourselves. They can also be land mines set to injure our self-esteem. […]
Abstract-ish Art vs Realism
What happens if I try this? Or put some red here?
Crushing Rocks
INTERVIEW: Madison Wood Crow: When I heard that you are crushing rocks and making your own pigments, my mouth dropped open. What could be more representative of the here and now—the images and materials come from your home space. I respect your privacy. Will you describe your home life, nature, and inspirations.. (to the extent you […]
About THAT Song…
Dear Friends, Fans, Folk and Family, I’m writing to you like I used to do in the magazine ZMN (Zassafras Music News). My storytelling will still include monkey-mind thoughts, new wishes, news of others, and philosophical doodah… music, drawing, weaving..etc. OK? I’ve been thinking about the visual-acoustic brand that music tattoos on our bones and […]
Everyone can draw…. . honest
A circle with two dots and a dash is enough to communicate a human face. A vertical line topped with loops is obviously a flower. A stick figure can represent any motion or emotion. When someone tells me that they cannot draw, it’s not the same as saying that they can’t speak Chinese. Everyone can […]
8-14-21 Joker Drawing
Do you get scared of images? This was a 20-minute exercise for Studio Bridge #life-drawing. I find the image so scary that I put it in a narrow box. As one who’s never followed super-hero characters, horror movies, or comics, I tried to conjure compassion for this joker by pretending he was more afraid than […]
Guy. Drawing a Day
This is my evenings project, a portrait of Guy Clark. He was a good friend and awesome songwriter.
A Drawing a Day Practice 06-14-21
I once believed that to learn an instrument or a skill, I needed to hide in the woods, a closet, or stay out of sight til no one was around. I don’t believe that any longer. In my early 70s, I fell in love with learning to draw and paint. (Yeah, right. It takes 30 […]
Interview: John Ma – Artist
I’m fascinated with people who hold high artistic skills. I lurk and cruise the internet until something arrests my heart and imagination. John Ma’s work has done just that. Because I’m a newcomer to drawing, I did not expect any stranger halfway around the world to answer my beginner questions– much less be as helpful […]
Hello From My Fun Place
It’s fun to say howdy from our new website. Just so you won’t think I’m putting on airs, here’s a photo of me in my glorious and messy Weavers Shed/ Woman Cave. This lifetime has been a glorious ride, that just increases in “wow” as I go. When the saying, “You are enough, at this […]
On Birds
Do you enjoy watching birds and figuring out which ones are which? How young were you when they first hit your radar? Were they objects in the sky or living creatures? Did you discover them only after getting new glasses? Or to attract the affection of a birdwatcher? How many times have you told […]
Little Flutes, Escaping London, and The Writers’ Colony
Hanna was a 1946 Dodge pickup with a camper on the back. When we escaped back to America we bought her after hitchhiking to Columbus Ohio. She was an old farm truck that would probably run on kerosene. We lived in her for about five years ducking and dodging goons we imagined from the UK who were after us for skipping out of the country.
The Breathing Tent
For a number of months, I lived on a tiny piece of beach Called Blackstrap Cove…the beach was supported by a deteriorating retaining wall. When the ocean waves came in, the tent floor would rise, pushed up by the trapped air in the sand. The exhale was when the waves went back, sucking the air […]
