where art meets writing,
and they have a little party
Updated: Apr 14, 2019
Because we're living in such frightful times, in March, 2019, I started painting a watercolor based on a photo from the day's New York Times. I hope that together, they'll help me (us) make sense of what seems, right now, senseless.
This first section is images I made before I started planning to do an image each day.
The cut line for each includes the subject, the date, and the name of the photographer.
Prompt: a duplex, per Jericho Brown The air so still it makes my heart thrum. I can hear the strumming robins’ wings as they dart and dip beneath the dippling lilac bough that came down in the storm,
On Writing a Novel If I knew how to write a novel, it would be about two sisters in a big, fractured family. They’re in the middle. One tries, all her life, to understand the other. She thinks of her
On Learning to Paint More often than not, I’ve simply stood in dumb awe at the world, unmoving, unable to speak, a gasp held tight in my chest. Near my heart. But now, I load my brush with cobalt, red