In November 2009, my mom and I flew to New York to see an exhibition of Joseph Raffael’s paintings at the Nancy Hoffman Gallery in Chelsea. Joseph and his family used to live in the San Geronimo Valley where I grew up and where my mom and dad still live. When we... 
Niz and Jim – Mom and Dad – in the summer of 1959 A week ago Friday, my mom and dad were married 55 years. They met in 1959, when my mom did a summer school session at Cal Berkeley. Sissy, one of her sorority sisters from Long Beach State had married one... 
Lunch on the Terrace – a wonderful home-made lunch I had with my mom and dad in France years ago: salade nicoise, baguette, wine we bought the day before at the winery and my favorite comté cheese – yum! This morning is day 21 of a 30 day program... 
The “harvest” from our rosebushes a few springs ago. I love roses, I love to grow roses. When they are in bloom, I love to have cut roses all around the house – you know I love to paint them. I. Just. Love. Roses! I don’t care that they are thorny and need... 
Mickey, in our Friday group, working on her painting of waterbirds at a special day last fall at Pam’s house. Over the weekend I had a conversation with a watercolor student who had emailed me. She wanted to participate in a weekend workshop and was concerned... 