I dream repeatedly about a place where I formerly worked. There were two buildings separated by a driveway that led to an open courtyard. In my dream there was a wall of ocean water between the buildings with killer whales thrashing about.
Lately it is difficult to distinguish between normal aches and pains and the pains that will only increase with the onset of decrepitude. Is my arm pain related to my back? Pinched nerve? Arthritis? Worse? Is this a harbinger of what is to come?
This is my impression of the inside of someone who doesn’t feel well. Could be a stuffy head, wicked cough and a sore throat.
Usually, taking pills is no big deal. However, it does take on special significance under certain conditions. For example, doctors have determined that treatment of certain diseases require a cocktail of pills to be given with precise timing. Less drastic, but other very important schedules of pill administrations include antibiotics. When a doctor decides that […]
I almost didn’t post this composition. I wasn’t comfortable with it. But I’m not comfortable with heartburn either.
I am a street photographer in the sense that I frequently photograph pavements. Many of my parking lot photographs have been in service of exploring the state of handicapped spaces. Some of these spaces retire from handicapped status to join the ranks of regular parking spots. These are painted over (although usually not completely). I […]
This image is enlargement of another portion of the picture from which I an extracted ‘Parking Lot Impasto‘. I like it better for the cracks that show the asphalt underneath.
This image is an enlargement of a portion of one of my parking lot line photographs. The paint is lumpy here, just like in some abstract expressionist paintings.
One of David Hockney’s paintings, from many years ago came to mind today, as I was watering the lawn. I don’t water it very often since it gets hot really early and stays hot really late. Hockney’s painting had cones of white representing sprinkler heads on a background of lush green. The idea for my […]
I had this great fear of opening up my violin case. I haven’t played in years; it’s been stored in my closet all that time. I thought it would be splintered to bits, and with it, hope of returning to my musical roots. It wasn’t bad at all. It needs to be restrung and the […]