Tuesday, December 16, 2014


Pieces of My Past
60's 70's 80's and 90's


The Millions March for Justice brought many hundreds of thousands out in major cities across the country.
Here in New York City:
 Protestors on the front lines held up this chilling banner with Eric Garners eyes
created by TED Prize winner JR
(screen capture)
Simultaneously the yearly Santa-Con had also been scheduled with hundreds cruising from party to bar in Santa themed garb. While waiting for the light to change, I had a friendly conversation with these two 'bunnies' in drop seat pajamas-a twist on playboy iconography.
Traffic had been diverted, and helicopters hovered above as I walked across town to the F train at 5:30.  Underground, one elf was very sick, her friend helping her aim at the trash container.
I reached my destination--the Studio of Ann Grifalconi, Author, Illustrator, Artist and activist, to attend the last day of her invitational open-studio and holiday party held over four days.
One of her many beautiful recent works
Snapshot of Bill, photographer
The photo he snapped of me
Susan, retired speech therapist
Maira and Alix, artist teachers
I met Anne at the Rubin Museum only a few weeks ago for the first time--an instant, mutual sympathetic attraction.  Saturday I met these fine friends of hers for the first time, and was made to feel most graciously welcome.  Such a lovely evening, but I regret not taking more photos of her extensive work, and her collection of Mexican artifacts.  I hope to return for a longer look in the new year, and to snap a portrait.  Ann is second from the right below.
Original and amazing example of older work
I stayed talking with her after everyone left, arriving back home via slow train and bus connections at two in the morning.  The chill air had me sneezing. Once under the comforter I fell asleep thinking about shooting stars.

Slept very late, realizing upon rising that I'd caught a nasty head cold.  But, I had promised to meet a friend from my writing group downtown at Sunshine Cinema, so took some herbal remedies, bundled up and caught the bus. The film makers were present.
Some Reviews

I spent the day in bed nursing this cold.  Missed out on the last session of the season with my writing group, and the holiday celebration at the zendo. I think I'll be nursing my ills for another day or more.  It's a fierce one.
....so it goes.

Sunday, December 14, 2014


Flowmenhaft Gallery
547 West 27th Street Ny Ny

Eleanor Flowmenhaft
Painting by Suzanne laFleurs
Official Gallery Photographer
 by Gerv Stern
Veridian Artists
548 West 28th Street Ny Ny

An old friend of the Gallery with her companion
(the dog moved)
I arrived right near the end of the show
Wall of Art
(apology for incomplete information)
Bottom Row-Photo of the three heads, two of them faces in a 19th-century game at Governor's Island and the third (in the middle) of the person running the game is by Marcia Lloyd
Broken Bottle by Marcia Lloyd
Beams by Bob Marvin
Marcia Lloyd with Elaine Marvin
Tuscan Woman by Marcia Lloyd
(her calling card)
I love her hat!
"Pope Vernita Summons Dragons"
"If you enter Second Life as an avatar, you can walk through the doors of The Church of Art, and walk around inside looking at the art on the walls. You can also enter the Cathedral at Wyrms, and summon dragons yourself. You can even find a Hindu site you can walk around: Maha Maya, And you can ride your own motorcycle along the virtual highways, or ride a Mercedes Benz."
by Flash Light
All works are On Sale-Visit the Gallery

Saturday, December 13, 2014


First Holiday Card
Madison Square Park
Masonic Lodge on West 23rd Street
where we do the monthly Meditations with Joan Suval
Condominium I pass on my way to Yoga
4th Avenue NY NY
P.C Richards West 23rd Street
1969 Cookie Tin to be filled
Tea Bag Tags Tree
 St. George Church Park Avenue South
Gramercy Park
East 21st Street
First Christmas Tree
Kids where my Writing Group meets
Eldridge Street
Leggo Santa I pass on the way to Zen sitting
West 23rd Street NY

Saturday, December 6, 2014


December the 5th
Since my return, I've sunk into present tense...
...a woman with moss covered stones on her heart.
December the 5th
Feeling the weight...
...I find myself in walking meditation.
  Consider that the precinct across the street has been a hotbed of hot-headed, aggressive activity through many nights, with helicopters hovering overhead all day all over town as a grief stricken populace by the hundreds of thousands marched.  A short while ago the roving protests passed nearby shouting "No justice, no peace." and "If we can't breathe, you can't breathe." Justice and breathing are the issues.
November the 25th
Backtracking to days in Massachusetts 
It snowed
turning bare trees to crystal garbed skeletons.
From the top floor of the house
 "The Window"
by Raymond Carver

A storm blew in last night and knocked out
the electricity. When I looked
through the window, the trees were translucent.
Bent and covered with rime. A vast calm
lay over the countryside.
I knew better. But at that moment
I felt I'd never in my life made any
false promises, nor committed
so much as one indecent act. My thoughts
were virtuous. Later on that morning,
of course, electricity was restored.
The sun moved from behind the clouds,
melting the hoarfrost.
And things stood as they had before.
 from Ultramarine. © Vintage, 1986.
Christmas cacti bloomed in two rooms.
My friend built a pine cone tree
a gift for their Veterinarian
Then the lights went out.  Workers labored to get fallen branches off electrical lines for four hours, and plows cleared roads through the night

November the 26th
Still and clear, and oh, so beautiful 
 Dennis goes walking.

November the 27th
We traveled from Westfield to Worcester
for Thanksgiving with the Scanlon-Henry clan and guests
Back to Westfield where we began watching
House of Cards
a bit each night till finishing 

November the 28th
My breakfast

A red fox comes for food and finds some...
...where three outdoor cats,
a possum, racoons, skunks, bluejays,
and other wild critters feed
Then - "poof"
"Where's that fox gone?"

Other felines found a new focus

Little-boy-blue Jason arrives
He watches "101 Dalmatians" with Auntie Jen an Uncle 'Dick" while Mommy Rachel makes a wreath for her car

Wreath Making continues after company departs
in process
 Night falls

November the 29th
Set for a second Thanksgiving 
One bird well done...
...two kinds of stuffing, mashed potato and sweet potato, cubed rutabaga, Kale salad with walnuts, red onion and apples, roasted brussel sprouts
Richard greets David and Norton
Melissa and Roger arrive bearing Poinsettia
Branston pickle on Feta cheese

The full feast 
Time out for Bruno love
 Felines share the bounty


 November the 30th
Iron Rabbits emerge
 Ready for Winter

December the 1st
Delivering the wreath
to neighbor George-for his barn

December the 2nd
"bye bye Betsy and Mona"...
"So long" to the comfy bed I slept upon...
"Farewell for a while"