How ironic that having waited summer after summer after summer for close to a decade for this Acanthus mollis to bloom, disappointed every year that the dramatic foliage didn’t reveal any of the bear-breeched stalks,…
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A very busy weekend, familias-style. Saturday night, our kids celebrated Pater’s retirement with a pizza party, homemade dough and toppings for customizing. Nola had a great time with aunts and uncles to indulge her every…
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I’ve already quoted from Diana Athill’s wonderful Somewhere Towards the End on my other blog, where I was talking about drawing and loved her observation on the subject. But she’s quotable on so many other…
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Before I tell you about my most recent portrait, I realize I need to spend some time with this image of my 17-year old self. I have to say, first off, that I’m a bit…
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No, I have neither forgotten nor neglected my promise to tell you about the second portrait of myself, and the big reveal, along with some meditation about visual portrayals of women, is currently in the…
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