E-MAIL CORRESPONDENCE FROM MY COVID LIFE AND TIMES October 6, 2020 Dear Kathy … the picture is of my rescue project. This poor dear Vidalia was trapped in my pantry for an unknown number of months and discovered by me … Constance the Clueless … when I went to make chili. The poor Vidalia gave…
My body has gone viral. Last weekend Covid arrived like the badass it is, and has been making my life miserable. Like much of the world, I no longer felt threatened by the three-year-old menace … after all I was vaccinated and booster-ed up the wazoo. But apparently, it is not a good idea to…
It is early on a Sunday morning of what promises to be another hot summer day. The windows are open and the soft sounds of birds going about their birdy business create a haze of contentment. Normally I would be reading the paper and getting a grip on the outside world, but the paper guy…
My mother loved to say, “She has a loose coupling in her train of thought!” Mother felt it was such a clever way to forgive someone their rudeness, and would use it when describing the behavior of those who took it upon themselves to annoy her by interrupting and changing the subject. This was usually…
This photo was taken in Ireland, where weathered Celtic stonework remains as a permanent record of mankind’s encounter with capricious death. There are fields of them, those beautiful Celtic crosses. They all look the same but are individual in their beauty. They are evidence of the importance and gravity of death, and man’s recognition of…
Last year at this time I was dithering about what I needed to do before we left for Italy. Granted the prospects of travel were diminishing exponentially every day, as the pandemic took hold of the world. But at that time there was still what we thought might be a sliver of an opportunity, or…
I recall at the beginning of the year, a friend e-mailed an alert about how, when dating documents, one needed to use 2020 in full. It turns out altering records would be too easy if we simply used the abbreviated 0/0/20. At the time I thought, “How prissy is that? Not just another year, oh…
These days it is just me and my shadow … updated and socially distanced … commuting between my chair, the fridge, and the phone. However, after much thought, I have to say it is more like … just me and my shadow group of isolation special limited edition friends and neighbors. Our bubble of shared…
Some time ago, I produced a series of paintings with images of stilt houses clustered together forming small communities banded together for support against various tidal incursions. This large work is the latest in the series. It has been in a semi-finished state for some time, and I have only now finished it. It differs…
I took this photo years ago while in Maine. I have kept it along with a few other special images that show up whenever I go into my photo gallery. Mostly I transfer new photos out of the gallery into storage files, and see them again only when I go searching. So, why keep this particular…