Category Archives: I’m A Sucker For Nostalgia
After an eleven year run at my job, I have been “let go” or “absorbed.” Words like these are meant to soften the blow sprinkling euphemisms like, “selected” and “reduced” to sugar-coat the reality of the situation. None of these … Continue reading
There is a place that exists between doing and thinking, ideas and creation, wishes and actions. So much of my life has been built on notions of what a perfect life was or should be. Images have plagued me from … Continue reading
I often get asked by aspiring letterwriters what to write when introducing oneself in am initial letter. This isn’t an easy thing to explain. Letters are wonderful but require the writer to: a) invest time b) invest energy c) gather … Continue reading
I walk the boardwalk and I mistook a tied-up white lunch bag as a little white bunny. This is just one example of the world as I see it.
This is how my recent stoneware pottery bowl arrived in the mail: I could’ve panicked. I could easily envision a perfect bowl filled with promise…oh the wonderful things that it could contain, the liquids it could carry! I could’ve been … Continue reading
Recently, while riding the bus, a song came on the driver’s mini-radio. It was Bob Dylan’s “A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall”. Feeling particularly sad that down from a set of circumstances beyond my control, the song matched my mood. I … Continue reading