Last Night’s Walk Along the Bay
We’ve found our way
The best we can
Now here we are
Twenty toes in the sand
Arm and arm
Side by side
Sun going down with the tide
Veiled Freedom
Sparrows come and go as do occasional pigeons here in the welding shop. A young mockingbird may sing like all the others, but can’t learn much more from them. There’s a Mocking Bird in the rafters, sadly singing the blues She flew in but thinks she can’t get out The big doors are open that […]
The End of the Fish Tale
We had high hopes when we entered out Fish Tales piece in the exhibit at the Art Center in May. We really liked it, and it turned out that a lot of other people did too. We got over 10% of the total votes in the first few days. Then it sold, so no more […]
A Night at the Museum
Last night was the fund raiser at the Art Museum. Steve contributed two works of art for the silent auction portion of the event. One was Maya’s Return which was painted October 2007. The other was Anahita which we finished in early June. This one generated a lot of comments. Our walls look a little […]
Zinnia Gallery Opening: Symphony of Reflections on Water
Zinnia Gallery is very pleased to present the exciting photography of Valerie Thrasher. Valerie has captured truly magical beauty. And it is amazing that she concentrated her efforts on one small pool of water. This is a small sample of a much larger body of work. We hope to see more of her wonderfully sensual […]
Pulling The Plug On Perry Marshall
Perry Marshall, Internet Marketeer. He knows a secret and it is for sale. You will get rich quick too if you know his secret. Such intrigue! His real last name is Sink, as in a kitchen appliance. You know, the place where money goes when it goes ‘down the drain’. Now me, I know little […]
A Memorial for Jo Reynolds
A memorial service for Jo Reynolds was held at St. Paul’s United Methodist church in Houston, Texas on April 18, 2008.
Fishy Business
There’s a story in here somewhere… The Art Center has another little exhibit going on in May, and today is the receiving day. We’ve spent some time coming up with our “Fish Tales” entry. As you can see by the picture, it’s free-hanging on the wall. It measures about 2 feet wide and 16 inches […]
Synthetic vs. Natural Happiness
Watch this presentation. It gives some data about how our brains synthesize happiness. Watch at YouTube What Steve and I determined is that the type of happiness is irrelevant. Unless you are just a really pessimistic person, you will be fairly happy whether your circumstances warrant it or not. The key ingredient seems to be […]
Sad Surprise
We will all come to the end of life. It is inevitable and we all know it. But we live as if we don’t. As Steve put it, “Death is a sad surprise”. My mother met her end yesterday. It was a surprise in its timing, not its inevitability. I think that is the key […]
Who are you doing it for?
I had a lot of thinking time on a recent long drive from Missouri to Texas. One of the topics that held my attention for awhile had to do with motivations. I posed the question to myself: If I didn’t know anyone, what would I be doing? The object was to isolate what I am […]
How do you define fun?
I’ve been thinking that I want to be a more fun person, such that people would actually use the word fun to describe me. Sounds great, but this thought brings up other painful thoughts such as I’m not currently fun and the change is needed. Another thing that always comes up for me is the […]
Slowly Seeping In
I finally realized why I live with fear much of my life. I am a believer in the Tao, the Yen Yang. I have had such a good life to now that I am sure it will catch up with me. Yet, I ain’t tellin if you ain’t. It just keeps getting better. Shhhhhh!
Stripping Down
Joy and I have been discussing ‘truth’. I say it is relative. She, being more one-minded and slightly more pure at heart says it is absolute (although, I don’t want to put words in her mouth). We like to check out Rob at freewillastrology.com to catch the drift of things. So, this song is for […]
The Art of Magic, Amber Reclining
I went to an opening the other night T’were my eyes were betwinkled by a lovely sight I had to watch to see if a blink she would make Alas, t’was not my gaze would stir her to wake Not a flutter to be made nor a glance toward me Closely I watched but no […]