Tuesday, May 26, 2020

Home Alone

They all gathered for drinks at sunset one last time.   It was fittingly glorious.  Glasses clinked and laughter abounded.  But now they were gone, moved on to wherever, and the house was still.    Now it was just me watching the twilight and wondering of tomorrow.  The tables were empty, and everything was put away.  The many feet and occasional dropped hors d'oeuvre that this great carpet has endured would be no more.  Times change, I’d have to get used to it.  Though now with the house to myself food would indeed be a bit more challenging.  Oh well, at least I wouldn’t have to worry about being chased by that damn cat.

Story contributed by John Galloway

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Some of the paintings from the beginning of this year and late last year.

Another mural from the Wednesday Night Collaborative. This is a detail of one from August 2010

Pictures from the Wednesday Night Collaborative

Here are pictures of one of the mural from the Wednesday night collaborative, part of the Roosevelt Open Studio night.  The artist were Bill Martin, Barbara Atwood, Judy Nahmias, and myself.  This is from September 2010.