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At the W12, Shepherd’s Bush, London Swiping our Oyster cards like locals, we took the Tube across London, eventually arriving at Station Where the Heck are We? Our new location was quite lively (in a sketchy sort of way) and … Continued

Too much luggage. The dress clothes, art supplies, electronics, toiletries, and coffee fixin accoutrement had gained weight apparently…or had I gotten weaker? The answer turned out to be yes. I had picked up a case of Covid on the boat, … Continued

At Geoff and Lorri’s We drove from the port of Southhampton to a small town outside of Guildford, getting lost along the way. I didn’t mind one bit because the passing scenery looked like every pastoral painting of England I’d … Continued

On the Queen Mary 2 We’re on the Queen Mary 2, the world’s last ocean liner. For the curious minded, an ocean liner is built specifically for long and rough voyages, as opposed to a cruise ship which I can … Continued

At Luke’s I slip into the kitchen, quietly, after everyone has gone to sleep. The light is dim and I need to sit on a high stool in order to see myself in the small cupboard mirror. Queens, New York … Continued

It is rare to find anyone, other than myself, in these “In the Mirror” drawings. Only a handful of cameos appear and this is one of them. My big sister Rita holds the sweet spot in the composition for several … Continued

Ah, the Jersey Shore.  It’s time for our annual family reunion. We fill the beach house to bursting with anticipation and good will…along with big personalities, creativity, Tasty Cakes, board games, glitter, and a little attitude. It’s all for one … Continued

After a brief reprieve, I’m back to living out of a suitcase. Several in fact. I’ve packed enough for two states, three countries, and an ocean liner, not to mention enough art supplies to go the distance. I will live … Continued

Being “bicontinental” is a little like this image. Wherever I am, part of me resides elsewhere. Days into my Western stay, I feel like a tourist, and yet it’s all utterly familiar. I left belongings here and there. Amy boxes … Continued

Where’s the pause button?  I returned from my most recent adventure more than a month ago and haven’t allowed myself five minutes to reflect, let alone think about what I might have learned. My calendar filled up faster than a … Continued