Sunday papers

An article in the Sunday TU caught my eye.  It's about speculators folks collecting art and storing it in shipping containers in Geneva, motivated by a wish to inflate the value, rather than to display and enjoy. That's seriously fucked up. How beautiful is something that is hidden expressly to manipulate its worth? Maybe I'm naive, … Continue reading Sunday papers

Mother’s Day 2016 –3 sons, 7 Sisters and two many moms with lost children

Being a mom to 3 boys is sometimes an exercise in acceptance. There will never be breakfast in bed or handmade cards decorated with lace doily hearts and glitter or prom dress shopping, but, I’m ok with that. I wouldn’t trade my guys for the world. Knowing that Mother’s Day has the potential to be basically … Continue reading Mother’s Day 2016 –3 sons, 7 Sisters and two many moms with lost children

The wisdom of Antonio Banderas

After spending my first day in Barcelona, I can say I understand exactly what Antonio's talking about. This place just stimulates the desire for languid pleasure and beautiful people and food are everywhere. With blue skies above our heads and cobblestones below our feet we wandered around quite a bit yesterday. When it came time … Continue reading The wisdom of Antonio Banderas