This sign is on a big, metal, yellow-orange box that was humming in the heat. Was this box the ‘equipment’ and it had automatically started? If not, where was it and what did it do and, most importantly… WHAT WAS SO DANGEROUS?? With no answers in sight, at least I got a selfie.
On my way to lunch, I passed a desiccated section of a parking lot. Paint was dried and chipped, especially on the yellow tapered curb that echoes the slope of the handicapped ramp and borders the red, rubberized mat. There is a pole that juts out and reaches the plane at which the camera snapped […]
I walked by the passion fruit vine again this morning. I couldn’t resist the delicate orange ovoid fruit, so I took a couple with me. In addition to its nearly perfect egg shape, its tendrils came very close to circumscribing perfect circles in the air (hard to see in the still life below, but it […]
I painted another portrait of Mike today. Mike is my older brother who is autistic, low functioning and nonverbal. Mike was home during my early childhood, but was institutionalized when I was about 10 years old. Now he is in a geriatric group home. I haven’t seen him in a while but oddly, he still […]
I write the on February 8th, the day of Mom’s 90th birthday party. Her birthday is actually February 9th, which is when I scheduled this post to go live. Mom planned on having a her party more than 6 months ago. She called me at that time to ask if I would be coming. I […]