Abstract – Membrane

A couple of splashes of liquid latex, wait, and then think of what to do.  At first I was thinking of splashing paint in the same manner as the latex and look at the interplay of the pigments and the negative (white) space left when the latex is removed. Instead, I inserted a double arc, creating […]

A New Kind of Year

Happy New Year again, everybody! Does anyone else feel weird about the new year? I feel differently than I have felt in the past. Perhaps it is because the bloom of middle age is past; maybe it is because of the ridiculous political situation in the US; I don’t know, but for me, this year […]

Seriously Absurd – A Very Brief Note

Speaking of absurd, it was a little grandiose of me to think that, on Thanksgiving Day, with all the rigamarole that accompanies it, I could compose even a partial discourse about the absurd. Seriously… So here are some short notes: At the beginning of The Myth of Sisyphus, Camus says, “All great deeds and all […]

The Simple Life

A week ago I was just getting back from seeing my families. In my original family, my place is that of a son and a brother; in my family of choice, I am a husband, stepfather and grandfather. My granddaughter calls me Zaydie out of respect for my Jewish heritage. It was her parents’ idea. […]

Autism and The Stranger

I was browsing in the bookstore in the philosophy section, where I feel the most comfortable, when I came across Existentialism is a Humanism and A Commentary on The Stranger by Jean-Paul Sartre. [1] These days I am looking to strengthen my knowledge of existentialism, in light of my recent experience trying to connect with […]


It is getting harder and harder for me to be an existentialist these days. My wife and I are trying to pack up and move halfway across the country, and I am trying desperately to let go of things I don’t need and will probably never need. There’s the rub: ‘things I will probably never […]

Cereal Box Philosophy

I’m not very big on looking for signs to guide me, being an existentialist. However, I do stop at stop signs and stop lights when I’m driving; when it’s cloudy, I say, “Looks like rain,” just like everyone else; I don’t touch the stove if the red light indicates that the element is still hot. […]

I Bet I’m the Only One

Pre-existential me I remember before I was an existentialist. I thought that there must be a reason for everything. My father was a physicist, but he also believed in god, not as some guy sitting somewhere in the ether, but as a power of nature. I started out believing in that tradition, but it got […]

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