
I was riding the #4 Subway in NYC today when I took this photo of the commuters sitting side by side across from me. I was struck by the dichotomy of faces, each ensconced in their own daily business. This is the real America, a nation built on immigrant dreams. This city is a cornucopia of technical and creative talent who came here from distant shores using their unique skills … Read More
During the heady days of college, immersed in the bohemian lifestyle of the art student on campus, I became infatuated with the European painters whose unconventional techniques transposed the definition of art in the early 20th century. I was particularly fascinated with the deconstruction of realism and the reconstruction of form into a simple, powerful statement. And as with much of art throughout history, the female anatomy was a …
I have always had a certain affinity for the photographic arts. I am fascinated with the method. Realism is transposed into thought by the photographers use of color or the lack of it to capture the essence of an object, a moment or an idea. In particular, I am drawn to the art of black and white imagery. It has a way of needling in on details, forcing the eye …
I spent the afternoon today on the beach in Cabo San Lucas, ruminating somewhat about the subject for today’s blog and what might be appropriate. I know that many of my readers, particularly in the Northeast are still reeling from the 

I was reminiscing yesterday about the huge Holiday dinners we used to host at our house while the kids were growing up. My husband’s famous stuffing, a family dish passed down from his grandmother was a magnet for our guests. People were always asking for the recipe, which he preferred to keep to himself, adding to the aura of the meal. In truth, it was a very simple dish, compiled …