My Mama and I have just returned from four days in Brooklyn, New York City and New Jersey. The catalyst was the opportunity to see Joseph Raffael’s art in- person at an exhibition in a gallery in Chelsea. But the real heart of the visit was the chance to spend time... 
I wasn’t raised with poetry. Though, we did have Mother Goose and I remember reading Robert Louis Stevenson’s “A Child’s Garden of Verses” at a friend’s house. But apart from that, Mom read us story books. I had two friends from middle childhood through high school... 
My hope and intention when I decided to hike 60 miles up and back to the summit of Mount Whitney this summer was to give myself a physical test. I wanted to know the strength in my body. Though it did take stamina and I ran out of energy on day 5 because I didn’t... 
Annie and Eric’s two bears. Last weekend poking around online, I came upon a New York Times interview of Tom Hanks. It’s entertaining and charming – like he is. He’s just written a book of short stories – Nora Ephron was his writing coach; she admonished: ... 
I took this photo on the side of Highway 12 in Sonoma. It just happens that I’m painting it now. We’ve been living with wildfires in California for as long as I can remember. The house my family lived in from the time I was a toddler was across the street from... 