Life is difficult. In the early days of the "self-help" movement, M. Scott Peck began his classic book, The Road Less Traveled, with those three words. My mother gave me my own copy around the time I left home for college. I didn't get past the first page, but point well taken! I'd like to … Continue reading Lunch with Kurt Cobain, Bob Ross, Doogie Howser, M.D., and my cousin Amy (aka – my creative process in the learning curve of the blogosphere)
Warm, holiday greetings to everyone from the southern Italian province of Puglia! I have been hopping between Otranto, Lecce, Altamura, and Matera, visiting friends and percussion teachers. Today, I have many reasons to be thankful. My family, my body, and this journey on which I find myself, just to name a few. Appropriately, the sun is … Continue reading (Good News) Here Comes the Sun!!! A Season’s Greetings
That's me on the left, during one of the formal photograph sessions I talk about not liking, below. I remember touching that leaf with my left hand. It's one of my only memories from my life before arthritis appeared. On the right is Jean-Michel Basquait. I saw this on the wall outside an exhibit at the Guggenheim in Bilbao, Spain. The lettering on the lower left popped out to me, and was a common presence in his work and this exhibit. Mississippi's shadows seem to follow me no matter where I go, but so does it's light.