(Photograph I took of the sunlight shining through old casement windows into my living room, reflecting off the handle of an even older brass coal shuttle that belonged to my mother) This essay was first published over two years ago and on a different website. I have updated the small personal history in the […]
This is the third draft of Chapter Nineteen. I might well come back to it later, but for now I am moving on–from the chapter, you understand. The Old Boyfriend and I moved on half a century ago. Chapter Nineteen The Ford and the Teacher “I knew that I . . . came across as […]
(Moving Toward the Light II, watercolor on paper, 87 1/2″ x 49″ 2015) The description of Moving Toward the Light on Joseph Raffael’s website reads in part: “A major new book on the artist covering the past 17 years of his life and work in the South of France. Reproducing 88 works in rich color, […]
TALKING BEAUTY: A CONVERSATION BETWEEN JOSEPH RAFFAEL AND DAVID PAGEL ABOUT ART, LOVE, DEATH AND CREATIVITY Joseph Raffael and David Pagel are among the small handful of people who would dare to call a collection of emails “a conversation . . . about art, love, death and creativity.” Yet that is precisely what they have […]
(Haiku Fish I – White, lithograph in colors, from an edition of 32, signed and dated, 22.5” x 28.5” 1979) Below are two excerpts from a long essay, “The Elements: A Southerner in Northern California” (2018), in which I tell the story of meeting Joseph Raffael and of his gift of the lithograph, “Haiku […]
Mark Zuckerberg and Sheryl Sandberg (photo from NYTimes article below) “Delay, Deny and Deflect: How Facebook’s Leaders Fought Through Crisis A Times investigation revealed how the social network responded as it faced one scandal after another — Russian meddling, data sharing, hate speech. The executives Mark Zuckerberg and Sheryl Sandberg stumbled. Bent on growth, the […]
First, about the boyfriend. He actually was my high school boyfriend. Our subsequent relationship is to let twenty or so years go by until something puts us back in touch and we exchange a flurry of emails, have long phone conversations, and generally wonder why we let twenty years go by. As we are both […]
