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In a new situation, to feel more comfortable, ask questions. Not only does it move the spotlight off you and onto someone else, it engages your curiosity and may bring you some unexpected new knowledge or insight. I recently attended a networking event where they first talked about how to... Continue reading
Posted May 18, 2018 at bird and blue
With Manuel Neri's low-relief sculptures as my guide, I painted a bedsheet with shapes and then textured it with sand and baby powder. I cut the end off a pillow case and treated the surface the same way. To take the picture, I wrapped the sheet around a mattress and... Continue reading
Posted Feb 1, 2018 at bird and blue
Photos were shot from my back door every two hours between 7am and 7pm Continue reading
Posted Jan 4, 2018 at bird and blue
The day before her flight my daughter asked to paint something on the fence and since it didn’t fit with the plan for the yard, we said ‘why not.’ She wanted to bring a bit of China here and leave a bit of herself behind. Yesterday, I sent her a... Continue reading
Posted Dec 22, 2017 at bird and blue
With lower lip tucked between her teeth, she brings the pieces to eye level. Squinting and wrinkling her nose, she focuses on the contours and wills them to fit as she bangs them together. The task is beyond her years. Her hands fall to her lap, the pieces further separated... Continue reading
Posted Dec 19, 2017 at bird and blue
Blue becomes coral as the sun drops behind the hill. Its lone tree, now bare after whipping winds have torn stem from branch again and again, stands on the hill with her feet covered in fallen leaves that spreads to the edge of her canopy. From the south, a small... Continue reading
Posted Dec 18, 2017 at bird and blue
Breezing along the freeway in 38 degree weather. Animated conversation, laughter, and suddenly, on a verdant byway, I find abstract gesture has enlivened my window. Unexpected morning inspiration. Continue reading
Posted Dec 15, 2017 at bird and blue
I read that 1 in 100 will have significant adverse effects. from the TDAP. I am 1. Home today suffering the effects of the tetanus shot I had yesterday. Continue reading
Posted Dec 14, 2017 at bird and blue
Winter windows feature raven-lie women exuding the charm imagined lost in the Gatsby era. In one, it feels as if she stepped off the page and gracefully draped herself on a chaise longue. The siren oozes nonchalance. With the sidewalk lower than the window, we look up her, larger-than-life, dazzling,... Continue reading
Posted Dec 13, 2017 at bird and blue
The storm has come and almost gone. A sliver of beach remains. Waves roil the ocean, gather themselves and crash on the sand. The booming rushes into my chest and shakes my heart, imploring me to harness their power, master my fear, and venture forth toward new horizons. Continue reading
Posted Dec 12, 2017 at bird and blue
Union Square overwhelmed me with its perfectly conical Christmas tree and its many blinking lights, so many and so bright that, even in daylight, they were too much. A side path that runs along the square called me with a veritable forest of lush foliage and hanging yellow flowers that... Continue reading
Posted Dec 11, 2017 at bird and blue
I. At the top of the pyramid, from behind, an arm lowered a hand onto my 14-year old shoulder. It tightened and pulled me across the step. A husky demand changed this enchanted evening among Mayan ruins into a nightmare to be fled. II. In the middle of a discussion... Continue reading
Posted Dec 10, 2017 at bird and blue
What if every thing that comes across your path means something, if there is a reason that you have found it now? Would you listen? Would the lesson become clear? Would you exhaust yourself trying to figure it out and then ask “What if every thing that comes across my... Continue reading
Posted Dec 9, 2017 at bird and blue
An odd surreal painting has appeared in my studio. A path away and a doorway in sit side by side. Coming or going? Inside or out? The calming colors belie the struggle that rages behind this work. Continue reading
Posted Dec 8, 2017 at bird and blue
Out here where the Bay is rushing to meet the ocean, there is a stillness on the shore. Islands of driftwood twigs float on the sand. Logs and timbers lie forgotten. Bending to look at one, I am struck by an odd juxtaposition between a broken post with a bolt... Continue reading
Posted Dec 7, 2017 at bird and blue
Steel cables float up and back down, their rhythm set by cables that run back to the deck on which we drive. She stands, so strong against the changing sky, holding us up, carrying us forward, watching us go as we march back to land. Continue reading
Posted Dec 6, 2017 at bird and blue
How many have stood on this bluff waiting for loved ones to return from the sea. Whether sunny or stormy they waited, expectant, hopeful, wishing safe passage to be the will of the winds. Whether with hands clasped, hearts held, or heads bowed, the yearning was deep and true. Continue reading
Posted Dec 5, 2017 at bird and blue
As I sit here at my desk, my thoughts stray from the task at hand. I find myself once again overlooking the beach, hearing the leaves rustle, absorbing the wind’s gusts, though gentle, that tap on my cheeks, and feeling the waves’ invitation pounding in my ears, against my body,... Continue reading
Posted Dec 4, 2017 at bird and blue
From the bluff at La Selva Beach the views extend south to Moss Landing, north to Santa Cruz, and out to anywhere the mind wishes to go. Wispy tree branches filter the sun softening the day while the ocean waves break in a cadence that draws my attention and the... Continue reading
Posted Dec 3, 2017 at bird and blue
Random exclamatory utterances unrelated to surroundings or circumstances punctuate his language and announce the derailing of his train of thought. Forgotten social graces, frayed boundaries, and lost memories leave him sitting alone even when others are there. Time has slowed. His hands no longer move smoothly. Feet shuffle. His mind,... Continue reading
Posted Dec 2, 2017 at bird and blue
Ba na na, rhizome bulb berry, flowered and ripened banana heart, sliver of sun still bearing the heat of the lush jungle where you grew. Continue reading
Posted Dec 1, 2017 at bird and blue
Snapseed Is my new obsession. Once I open a picture, I enter a world of possibility. I can play gently and just enhance what the camera saw or I can change the perspective, distress it with texture and rough edges, enter a realm where color oozes from each element or... Continue reading
Posted Nov 30, 2017 at bird and blue
Where once there was order, Rows and columns of perfectly glazed glass, a study in sameness that retreated into the building that held it, there now blooms chaos, a field of multi-hued, oddly shaped fragments that sing in harmony. Continue reading
Posted Nov 29, 2017 at bird and blue
Color. Image. Text. Overlapping and exploding off the canvas and into my solar plexus and sending me off balance. As I land on the bench, after breathing deeply several times, I look up. Infront of me, and to both sides, are a series of book-sized pages filled with collaged elements... Continue reading
Posted Nov 28, 2017 at bird and blue
Seeking inspiration, we headed to Berkeley Artisans Holiday Open Studios and my favorite Berkeley creative haven, The Sawtooth Building. From its serrated rooftop to its warren of narrow hallways, it beckons, hinting at inspiration hidden around each corner and muses swinging from the rafters. Continue reading
Posted Nov 27, 2017 at bird and blue