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Natures Course – simple pleasures #3 of 30

I have many things to say about natures course – but my feet are tired, and my ankles hurt, and my dryer broke… Perhaps after the culmination of my laundromat experience, I shall sit with…

The Sugar Jar -Simple Pleasures #2 of 30

This may be quite the task I have assigned myself… should do wonders for my color mixing abilities, but might be a bit difficult on the laundry pile, and my children may develop an intense…

Simple Pleasures… 1 of 30

Life’s Simple Pleasures, often overlooked, yet sweetly effective with their subtle powers. I’ve decided to take them on as a new color study, dedicating myself to producing one a day for the next 30 days.…

Teaching Chicken Soup

Dedicated to my first 5 students – and the great teachers that I’ve had over the past few years. “If I wake up not feeling good tomorrow, can I stay home from school?” asked my…

Dark Place

Looking for light in a dark place… not too hard to find this time around. Interesting exercise, curious metaphor. Comments 2 Responses to Dark Place Hi Kelly, Congrats on the award, and also on your…

Leffel and Kelly

David Leffel tries to convey to me the art of being subtle. I think I’m beginning to understand… but I may need that lesson one more time. Comments Success Leave a Comment Name (required) Email…

Quirky Existence

I went to a used bookstore today. The proprietor that sat behind the counter had roamed the alleys for over 25 years. He knew every volume in the store. “Quirky existence,” I thought to myself.…

Pignoli Nut Cookies

Oh…the deception of a pignoli nut cookie. I’m half Italian, and almost 50, and I’d never had this cookie. I almost passed it up, but for the urging of a cousin who had immediately rationed…

New Keys

It rained last night. The dust had settled, but everything needed a good rinse. It was nice. I’ve made my way through most of the boxes and while there are still holes to fill, I…

With a bit of woe

(written the night before my move, but just found a moment to post it) I pack my boxes and busy myself, verbally repeating my excitement for things to come over and over in my mind.…