Dear Diary,
Were it not for some pretty convincing physical evidence that I did in fact spring from my parents’ combined DNA, I would swear I had been switched at birth. I am almost certain that I am a princess, but on occasion I have great difficulty convincing others of this likelihood. Take husband, for example, [...]
There is no real excuse for the neglect I’ve shown my blog these last weeks. At first I decided I must be uninspired—a disconcerting notion, as I usually have not one, but several ideas for posts banging around in my head when I sit down to write. But then I decided I might just be [...]
Primarily because husband prefers other gift wrap media: aluminum foil and paper sacks. But mostly aluminum foil, which he insists serves the additional purpose of shielding our brains from alien invaders. He’s no Grinch, that husband. I wanted to share a couple of particularly delectable aluminum-wrapped items he handed me on Christmas morning. Firstly:
These are [...]
Balloon Dog by Jeff Koons at the Chateau de Versailles exhibition; photo, Ed Alcock for the NY Times
I meant to post about this a few days ago, when the picture above appeared on the cover of the NY Times Arts section; Kristen Sloan over at the Winger beat me to it. Drat. Of [...]
It’s a name I hope the ballet world will be hearing more of someday. Gwynn is a young student at Johnson City Ballet Academy, where my mom has been coaching her for the past couple of years, and is now also one of her teachers. I met Gwynn in 2007 at the regional semifinals of [...]
His name is Brian Pittman, and you can purchase his work at Bliss Home on Market Square; here is a detail from the drawing just around the corner from the Square:
Fun in the water fountain this morning; I love how the child in the foreground appears to be levitating:
The facade of the Emporium on Gay [...]
Found this:
It is the work of the “cathedral-drawing guy” Almostgotit mentions in her comment on my July 26th post; anybody know his name?