Penned in my journal this Christmas morning: In the night, I would have been as unsurprised as I can imagine if I were to leave my body. Which is to say death was in the building. Not necessarily to announce “Your table’s ready,” as Robin Williams put it, but for some other reason under the […]
The Trash Fashion Show in Santa Fe is part of a delightful celebration of one my favorite definitions of life: Take what’s in front of us and create beauty. And as we know, what’s in front of us can get pretty wacky strange, mundane, ordinary, even what we consider ugly. Turning whatever into our best
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Angel On Five is the name of this drawing. It represents what I imagine my pop saw in ’71 as he left his body. He was 65, approaching the green on the fifth hole of his favorite golf course on a Saturday morning round with some buddies. He’d had a monster coronary a decade
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Could it be that yesterday I heard a sentence never before uttered in the history of humankind? See what you think. Yesterday was Halloween Abundant Flamboyant on Main Street Beacon, NY—costumes galore, even a parade. For our part as soon-to-be proprietors of a Main Street gallery named Playful Loving Deep (opening a week from today
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This is my contribution to our collective turn of mind and heart as we note 9/11 twenty-one years later. A sliver of ficton from a novel of mine.
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The plan is to publish a collection of stuff titled We’re All Going to Heaven Whether We Like It or Not. A recent letter is a candidate.
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