Sitting on the A train, heading downtown from Harlem. Living my dream. Heading to a niche New York eatery and an evening of art. From this dream I would edit the 12 hours spent in an emergency room in Queens. Hours full of distant moans and pleas for God, hallways Read more
Nature is a tonic. I grew up with natural remedies and the kitchen cupboard apothecary, repurposed bottles containing various roots and spices steeped in overproof rum were a regular sight among the bathroom linens and back up stock of tp and toothpaste. But my experiences in nature were very few. Read more
I stopped reading on the subway. It wasn’t a conscious choice. I’ve been lugging around a hardcover title for ten days. Normally I would’ve read this book in a week. It’s a good book. I like the author. But I can’t read on the subways anymore. My concentration is off. Read more
She began reading the sentence again. She was tempted to skim over it but it might have information she’d need. Was this old kitchen wisdom even relevant today? If you want an onion to keep, put it in…. the thought paused as she tried to find the word that wasn’t Read more
All her Jewish friends were posting their amends for Yom Kippur on their socials. Her yoga teacher had said that any big religious holiday was a great time to meditate regardless of your faith. Something about the concentration of energy. Over 15 million people were taking inventory of their sins Read more
Public speaking is generally outside most people’s comfort zone. My work involves public speaking in a sense. BUT… usually I’m speaking as someone else. Usually they’re not my words or ideas. Or rarely shared sentiments. But when celebrated acting teacher Margie Haber asks me to be on her podcast it Read more
What is up?! I know! It’s been forever. So much life happening in all of its extremes. I hope that you, my random readers and loving supporters have been well through the shifting landscapes of 2022. Before I get back to my weekly musings on art and life I’ll do Read more
I’ve finished all my Christmas chocolates. The rich dark brick from ChocoSol. The bar from SOMA with decadent cocoa nibs sprinkled across it. The Camino single origin. All gone. These are not bars for binging. They are artisanal, imagine a Lady Danbury eyebrow arch, to be savoured square by square. Read more