Monthly Archives: December 2011

Creative seduction

There is something seductive about buying art supplies. Possibility for creation of something, anything, hangs gently in the air, a subtle, ‘what if’ question to be answered if only we take home the compressed charcoal sticks, 24×60 artist pad and … Continue reading

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I am everything

I have a tree in my living room and a menorah nesting up against the wall in my kitchen. My tree is sort of pathetic; I’ve been out of practice with the holiday decorating thing, and my ornament collection is … Continue reading

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Imperfect perfection on the ski slope

I am not the best skier. Sometimes I sing some silly verse over and over in my mind just to stay calm when I’m slipping across ice or other challenging terrain. I don’t carve beautiful ‘s’ turns or fly down … Continue reading

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