Does this old notebook look vaguely familiar? It’s the blue notebook in which, at age 11, I started recording my autobiography! I found the notebook tucked away in a box filled with old letters, school papers, and certificates. Can you imagine? I’m still in shocked euphoria. I hadn’t seen it in years, and I really [...]
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Posted in Art, Creating, Writing, tagged art, autobiography, memory, neurology, Oliver Sacks, painting, Random harvest, Richard Powers, The Echo Maker on March 5, 2008 | 6 Comments »
“I thought I would remember” – a painting
Posted in Art, Creating, Living, Writing, tagged art, loss, painting, Writing on February 6, 2008 | 4 Comments »
I bought this blue notebook when I decided to start writing my autobiography. I went to the bookstore, carefully studied all the blank notebooks, and selected this one because it opened flat, had thin lines, and looked studious. I was eleven.
For a while, I wrote in my notebook with a brand-new blue ink pen. [...]
“His head was like popcorn” – a painting
Posted in Art, Creating, tagged art, painting, stuffed animal on February 5, 2008 | 4 Comments »
I loved him at first sight among the teddy bears, cats, and dogs on the store shelf. I think it was because of his head–soft, squishy, and too large for his body. He was a raccoon or badger or some such animal. I begged my mother to let me have him for Christmas, although it [...]
“They never came” – a painting
Posted in Art, Creating, Living, Writing, tagged art, friendship, letters, painting on February 4, 2008 | 2 Comments »
When my best friend moved away, we promised we would write each other often. We were young, too young, I think, to realize that our friendship was extraordinary or that a promise like this is easy to break. Apart, you drift into new lives, grow up, and all the while, you don’t know how to [...]
“He was also my friend” – a painting
Posted in Art, Creating, Kitties, tagged art, cats, painting on February 3, 2008 | 3 Comments »
When our neighbors went away on an extended trip, they left Chester in my care. He was a big, gentle tomcat, and we bonded almost instantly. You know how it is. Once in a while you meet an animal with whom you develop a deep connection. Chester was one of those. By the time our [...]
“It was all that was left” – a painting
Posted in Art, Creating, Living, tagged art, painting, playhouse on February 2, 2008 | 4 Comments »
It took months for my father to build my playhouse. I remember how he started by drawing up construction plans and leveling a patch of dirt in the backyard next to the peach tree, and every weekend, I watched as he painstakingly constructed it from scratch, board by board, nail by nail. I’m sure I [...]
“I am still looking” – a painting
Posted in Art, Creating, Living, Reading, Writing, tagged art, books, Chaim Potok, My Name Is Asher Lev, painting on February 1, 2008 | 5 Comments »
Growing up, I wasn’t allowed to read fiction, but the summer I was thirteen, my brother came home from boarding school and left his paperback copy of My Name is Asher Lev. Naturally, I read it secretly.
It was the first novel I’d ever read, and Chaim Potok’s powerful use of language shocked and nourished me. [...]
“I was already too big” – a painting
Posted in Art, Creating, Living, tagged art, painting, tricycle on January 31, 2008 | 3 Comments »
It was my favorite toy while I had it, that blue tricycle. It was a scratched-up, dented hand-me-down from my brother, but I loved it. Everyday we chased each other up and down the sidewalk in front of our house and in circles on the asphalt driveway, my brother on his brand-new red bike with [...]
“She was often mistaken for a sheep” – a painting
Posted in Art, Creating, Living, tagged art, Bedlington Terrier, dog, painting on January 30, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Back in the days when I wished I lived on a farm, I had a Bedlington Terrier named “Fluffie.” Originally, I had wanted a giraffe from Africa, or alternately, an old English sheep dog, or better yet, a sheep. For some reason, none of these options suited my parents. I got Fluffie instead. Size-wise, she [...]
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