BORROWED LINES…

My Reader believes that we are what we quote, undoubtedly because of the folder I keep stuffed with scraps of paper of others’ words, albeit quotes, that resonate to the core. The folder… Continue reading

FREE TRIP TO IRELAND…

My Reader is so excited…a trip to Ireland and no bags to pack! There will be no tickets to buy, no baggage fees and best of all…no jet-lag once we all arrive. Accommodations… Continue reading

Fetish for FIGS…

Fetish for FIGS… It came as a challenge It came as a dare, So I went to the studio And plopped in my chair.  What began as the one But concluded with four,… Continue reading

Promiscuous PEARS…

Promiscuous PEARS pro-mis-cu-ous: adj. 1) Composed of persons or things confusedly mingled.

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE: The Hue of You

Weekly Photo Challenge: The Hue of You For this challenge, we want to keep it simple: share a photograph with a prominent color (or assortment of colors) that reveals more about you. It… Continue reading

FALLING FORWARD…

 “I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn’t say any other way… things I had no words for.” Georgia O’Keefe  

PART OF THE DEAL…

meticulusmick posted a gallery of Irish bright green photographs. He put out a challenge not too difficult to deal with: show a bit of Portland Oregon green. Portland’s real colours are a few weeks… Continue reading

ONE DAY LIKE THIS…

 Do you ever find it difficult to put into words…words that capture the event…that do justice to every sensory, audible and emotion felt? Can you convey, really convey what happened? Can you describe… Continue reading

GIFTS…

FIRST: If we were friends, I mean the kind of friends who lived in the same town or close-by, and saw each other often…met for coffee at least once a week we’d know… Continue reading

INVISIBLE FINISH LINES…

                                             LA SORTIE Today he was going home. He never liked it here. Now that she was gone, liked it even less. The memory of his house came and went, just like everything… Continue reading

INFLECTIONS…

 in-flec-tion \in’flek-shen\ 3. A change in pitch or intensity in the voice. Brit.sp. in-flex’ion. Webster Illustrated Contemporary Dictionary.  For reasons not listed anywhere, I don’t pretend to be a writer. It takes me… Continue reading

LE CAFE’…

LE CAFE’… As the struggle to re-introduce my right hand back to full use with daily hand exercises, I also continue to sketch and practice endless scales on the piano. My ultimate quest… Continue reading

UNEVEN TEARS…TWO

 To save time I shall paraphrase the proclamate found on the ABOUT JOTS page: “…non-bearing of grudges and certainly no annoying voices of gripes, vexed-ness, and/or bad attitudes.”  Much to My Readers dismay,… Continue reading

*SUSIE STRONG*…

Winchester Cathedral   Winchester, Hampshire, England What better way to end the day than to sit in solitude in one of the greatest churches of England, dated from 1079, and reflect on words… Continue reading

HOW FAR CAN WE GO…

  Ham House Garden Patio Ham, Surrey England I look up to My Reader. Admire My Reader. I think My Reader is the Toot’s Potatoes…please excuse my personal coined phrase for Brilliance Plus. … Continue reading

Timeout for Art: END OF MY ROPE…

END OF MY ROPE…. Thursday “Timeout for Art” challenge….using one’s left hand. Since I don’t really have the choice of which hand (it will be the left)  for the next couple of weeks…we’ll… Continue reading

DANCE ME…

If You will take your seat we’ll get started. Let’s pretend this is an unofficial White House (“room”) Press Conference and…Mr. Obama won’t be coming because he doesn’t know anything. Clarification:  he doesn’t… Continue reading

MYRNA AND ME…

Remember Myrna? Electric Company? In early days, Myrna was the Queen Instructress of the Possessive Noun. Here’s a refresher…… Capitalizing on Myrna’s possessive nature, I’m going to take you with me on my… Continue reading

EDIT: LIFE…

EDIT:  LIFE. ERROR. Due to a recent editing error in Friday’s Review stating the gallery was slated for an April opening,  the article should have instead read:  April closing. Lively yet wrong speculation… Continue reading

DO NOT WEAR…

THE TOES HAVE IT…

        “I would only believe in a God who knew how to dance.” Nietzsche

RING-RING-RING…

Well, hello there, Friend! Hey, Saint, whatcha doin’? Playing with my iPad. Again? Still? I wonder about you because that’s what you always say.  So, how’s Mrs. Saint? Taking her usual morning-afternoon-early evening… Continue reading

VISUAL TERRAIN…

Just ONE reason (and there are many more) the Pacific Northwest state of Oregon is so beautiful is because…we get a lot of rain. True Oregonians don’t measure our annual rainfall in inches.… Continue reading

HALF AND HALF, and HALF…

There’s something to be said about the English language. Language can be directionally challenged. Final destination or designation unknown. Which brings me to My Reader who is currently knee-deep in the “to-ma-toe” versus… Continue reading

BENCH PRESSED…

It is difficult to fathom that summer is quickly but quietly eroding into another season. “What happened to all those sun-filled days?” will soon be a question asked by all  true-blue Portlandians who… Continue reading