A few days ago, while in San Jose de Cabo, I happened upon the Ivan Guaderrama Art Gallery. Maybe it was his joyous use of color, which definitely drew me in, but I found myself lingering. This painting, whose photograph I took with my phone and thus the lighting renders it less bright, reminds me of the underwater spectacle one can see when snorkeling at Santa Maria beach. Immediately, I thought of the new Empreinte… Read More
It’s the 6th day of Hanukah and Christmas is 2 weeks away. Here I sit in Cabo San Lucas slightly disconnected from the seasonal hoopla that infiltrates our culture in the USA. In Mexico, the holidays are apparent, but much lower key. There are festivities planned at schools and one can see some decorations gracing major town squares; but frankly, the celebration is reserved. It takes place in churches and at home. Mostly, I … Read More
What does it mean to be Cutting Edge? Beethoven’s “Ninth Symphony” was cutting edge. Picasso’s “Les Demoiselles D’Aviginon” and Jackson Pollack’s “Drip Paintings” were cutting edge. Martha Graham’s “Modern Dance” was cutting edge. Frank Lloyd Wright’s Guggenheim Museum was cutting edge. Bill Gate’s “Windows” and Steve Job’s “Mac” were cutting edge. Elon Musk’s “Tesla” is the current cutting edge phenomenon. Surely, I could go on. These products have transformed the industries in which they live, … Read More
It is said that some things get better with age. Having officially entered the era of social security and senior discounts, I must say that I agree. There are women who fight the milestones of maturing. I think that fine lines and a morphing shape mark my journey. Sure, I wouldn’t mind some of the youthful camouflage that once empowered my self-image but time has gifted me the wisdom to know that when all is … Read More
For designers and artists, vision often merges. Note this pleated garment by David Laport and Richard Sweeny’s Vortex 1, a hand pleated and wet folded watercolor paper and adhesive sculpture. SEE MORE… Read More
Saturday morning, in the aftermath of the tropical storm that hit Cabo on Friday, I went horseback riding in the desert with some of my barn friends. It was drizzling; the sun trying desperately to break through. We trotted in a silent tableau of sand, sky and cacti, the rain misting our vision; invigorating and Zen-like. It was the scent of the wet desert, though; floral, moist and breezy, that set the memory for me. … Read More
By the time you are reading this, Thanksgiving will be done. It’s Black Friday, the traditional holiday send-off that has, in recent years, evolved into mayhem; questionable deals leaking into a sacred American celebration. I am in Mexico, where this day is not part of the general atmosphere and even Christmas in this Catholic country is less commercial. Black Friday for me, this year, is the anticipation of Hurricane Sandra, which is set to strike … Read More