Riffing on Roses, Beauty Past Knowing
Lately I’ve been playing with roses, photographing them at different stages in bloom, at different times of day, against varied backgrounds, just …
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Dancing Through Time and Space, Pinching Ourselves Awake
As you read this, I’ll have flown across the Atlantic and landed in Madrid. I may be strolling through the …
Romancing Europe – Coming Soon!
The last time I was in Europe we were sailing on La Gitana. We came up the Red Sea, through …
Within the White Hot Flow of Writing
That’s where I am. Where I love to be. I began a new novel almost as soon as I finished …
“To Be Replaced by Love” – George Saunders’ Wish for Graduates
With graduation season upon us, I thought I’d re-share the most inspiring graduation speech I ever read. One by the …
Pinch Me! Writers House Accepts My Novel
I’m so excited. Robin Rue, a senior agent at Writers House, one of the top 20 literary agencies in the …
More Feeling Than Memory: Flowing Leaves, A Swirl of Fish
Lately I’ve been leaning toward the abstract in my painting, but it’s hard to resist that representational pull. Especially when …
New Paintings – Tangled Limbs, Roots & Rocks
I haven’t been painting this year as much as last. But I wanted to share a few that will probably …
Mothering the World, A Tall Order
My novel From the Far Ends of the Earth is about relationships between mothers and children and all the ways …
Right, at Last, and Wide Open
I’m letting my hair grow out. Like a girl again. It’s past my shoulders already, still mostly brown with a …
