Pictures Sometimes Need A Thousand Words

Pictures Sometimes Need A Thousand Words

So many people seem to think a work of art in a representational style can be taken in at a glance. It is what it is, the way a photograph is a replication of whatever was parked in front of the camera. Ease of recognition, however, can result in profound...
On The Eve Of The First Democratic Debates

On The Eve Of The First Democratic Debates

Twenty-four? Twenty-five? The special supplement to The New York Times lists twenty-two. And I thought seven candidates was a lot in 1992. The first “debates”—which is to say the first round of televised statements sanctioned by the Democratic National Party—will...
San Francisco 1: I Begin at the End

San Francisco 1: I Begin at the End

One thing just leads to another. And another. And another. It is now 10:51 A.M. Pacific time on 15 May 2019 and I am using a program called “Notes” which is definitely not Word and it is horrible. I can’t get into Office, it seems, because the...
It Can Always Be Worse

It Can Always Be Worse

The phone rang. Caller ID said it was the Tattooed Boy, perhaps to wish my Dear One “Happy Birthday” because, after all, it was February 8. But a woman whose voice I did not recognize spoke, saying there had been an accident and that Jay wanted to talk.  He had been...