ABOUT PAINTING AND PEARS……… A PEAR A DAY
ABOUT PAINTING AND PEARS……… A PEAR A DAY: Pears, Figures, Coneflowers, Pastries and Narrative Paintings by Marie-Louise McHugh
I am in here.
ABOUT PAINTING AND PEARS……… A PEAR A DAY: Pears, Figures, Coneflowers, Pastries and Narrative Paintings by Marie-Louise McHugh
With fewer net connections than I’d thought I’d have. Must fix that. Making sure Peter actually starts the new semester. Starts it by going to his classes, that is. Gotta be specific sometimes, when you’re a parent. Last night, with him still homework-less, we watched two movies, back to back, of his choosing: “The Jacket” … Continue reading In Boulder
I am not a painter, I am a poet. Why? I think I would rather be a painter, but I am not. Well, for instance, Mike Goldberg is starting a painting. I drop in. “Sit down and have a drink” he says. I drink; we drink. I look up. “You have SARDINES in it.” “Yes, … Continue reading Why I Am Not a Painter
The cats are quiet, Buck is asleep, Peter is off in college dreaming of the time when he can get his own apartment (and cruising the real estate section of the local paper to that end). Oops 😳 the dog is still out, but I’ll get her in a sec… Other Patti came by today … Continue reading Peaceful evening