memories
July 15, 2009
- I’m straying from the subjects of reading and writing and critiquing this morning. Please indulge me these few nostalgic moments as I’ve thought about my grandmother often of late. I don’t know whether it’s because I’m in my sixties now and the grandmother of five, or because my body’s changing. Yet again. Specifically, my hair. Although it still hangs well below my shoulders, the ...
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July 13, 2009
- Something has been different for me this summertime because the livin' is easy and the livin' hasn't been "summertime" easy for me in quite some time. Don't get me wrong, my writing and publishing consulting keeps me very busy and I'd say busier than I'd ever been, for which I'm grateful. Still, I feel as though I'm actually able to enjoy the season this year and I think it's due to ...
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July 2, 2009
- I do not have an iPod. The Walkman is 30 now. I resisted it, as I have resisted several new innovations. I still have an old cassette player. I like the comfort of things I am used to – smells, sounds, images. It is as though wrinkles tell so many tales and I like hearing the stories of a time gone by.When the Walkman walked into my world it was already an established entity. It relieved people ...
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June 25, 2009
- Summer Car Trips Joy, it’s summertime. People are once again filling gas tanks and hitting the road. Despite high gas prices, one can still get from here to there without breaking the bank. And I do hope you take the back roads occasionally. The good stuff hides there. Little old people on porches, holding hands and watching the sun slide down, an unexpected parade, a wild patch ...
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June 20, 2009
- My youngest sister died in 1993, at the age of twenty-six. She had long suffered from diabetes, and finally, complications overtook here. For the first days of her hospitalization, I tried to figure out exactly what it was that had happened to her, meaning, I wanted to know exactly what had stopped in her body and why. The doctors could not really explain anything to me, so I took the ...
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June 15, 2009
- Blue became my colour by default. The blue of tranquillity. Of melancholia. Of bruises. Of neon lights. Of the blues…songs that wrench the soul away from the body, leaving both helpless and bare, like tree stumps.I wish autumn were blue. Think about blue leaves floating on grey streets and blue branches hanging on to brown trunks and roots tinged with the residue of the blue that has fallen on ...
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June 7, 2009
- I received an email this morning that really brought back memories for me... very happy memories... from a first year mature student on an art foundation course. Having passed a poster advertising my book, 'Utamaro Revealed', on a daily basis as it is on her way to class, when she was asked to produce a piece of art inspired by another artist she chose that image. She wanted information about the ...
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June 5, 2009
- Friday, June 5, 2009
9:44am
Citrus Ave.
It is raining. Beautiful out. Can see the Hollywood hills. Clear, clear. Rain reminds me of my childhood. Of the weather in Victoria, B.C. Some things that remind me of my childhood I don’t like. But the rain, the rain is good.
Just home from walking to Starbucks. On my way back, down Sycamore Avenue, perhaps one of the prettiest streets ...
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May 20, 2009
- I’ve been procrastinating on writing a Bert Bauer blog. Well, that’s not really true. I wrote a 1,200-word blog about Bert last week. Only I didn’t save it correctly; when it didn’t appear in My Documents, I started to rock back and forth for a bit and wanted to bang my head on the wall. I knew I had to write it again, yet I resisted. After a while, I figured out why.It ...
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May 11, 2009
- I've been asked this question a lot recently, and without giving it much thought I always say 'yes'. Having reflected further, however, I realise that this wasn't always the case. In actual fact, before the age of five I wanted to be a pirate captain and have my own ship. I was planning to put to sea before my fifth birthday, but then someone told me about swabbing and scurvy... neither sounded ...
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