My friends Sunny & Po’s daughters were visiting me this weekend with their friend Dave. Sure I took them around to see the usual High Point sights like The World’s Biggest Bureau. And of course all of our friends know that our rooster sculpture in our front yard has become a landmark in its own […]
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…I like the way the underpainting refers gently to textiles which have always been a major part of my life and a passion that I shared …
Today I downloaded some pics from an old memory card of Scott’s camera. He created these little sculptures and then had fun photographing them in the summer just prior to going to goa. The little wooden slotted pieces are called “skallops” and Scott was a fan of the kickstarter artist who designed them. Notice the […]
Today I saw my first butterfly of the year. A small white winged beauty fluttered by me at a particularly poignant moment. A short while later I spied two cardinals–a bright red male and a dull brownish green female–kissing each other. They were sitting on a banister under my bird-feeder and they held their kiss […]
One of this blog’s readers sent me the link to “Everything is Everywhere” by Carrie Newcomer and told me this song reminded her of me and Scott. Was it the intro video with everyday scenes of India and her lyrical description of what she saw there? Was it the sitar player much like the wonderful […]
One thing we have in common around the globe is we can look up at the sky. What we see there one moment disappears the next. The sky’s hues …
Blue is a color. Blue is a feeling. Blue is blue skies. Blue is your eyes. Blue is music. Blue is bird. Blue is butterfly. Blue is midnight sky. Blue is ocean. Blue is flower. Blue is shirt. Blue is song. Blue is happy. Blue is me. Blue is boy. Blue is you.
I’ve discovered there are many like-minded souls out there experiencing grief and loss and joy and art in similar ways to me and Scott. Here is a wonderful trailer for a book…
This song– Who Wants To Live Forever– by Queen is dramatic, romantic, and sorrowful. It is well suited for this rainy overcast day in High Point and a perfect counterpoint …
Scott and I often collaborated. He would take photographs …
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