Category Archives: Storytelling

Why giving up doesn’t work

A few weeks ago I posted a piece called “Final Chapter…” At the time I had every reason to believe that I would need to discontinue my blog, sketching, teaching art, reading for pleasure… most of the activities that had … Continue reading

Posted in Life Insights, My Story, Storytelling, Uncategorized | 11 Comments

Forgive me Readers, for I have sinned…

That is, I missed the mark. It has been sixteen weeks since my last post, and no amount of  penance will make up for that time. And yet, I have very good news, and a bit of bad as well. … Continue reading

Posted in BH Early Life, My Story, Storytelling, Uncategorized | 9 Comments

Wondering about blogging…

When I feel disconnected from the world around me, the last thing I am drawn to do is write a blog post. Here I sit. I returned from Scotland on July first, spent the first day back “sleeping and slugging”, … Continue reading

Posted in Art-Making, Journaling, Storytelling, Uncategorized | 3 Comments

An Eagle Square Do-Over

I went out to sketch a month ago today, was interrupted by life, and went back there today to finish the job.

Posted in Art-Making, Sketchbooks, Storytelling, Urban Sketching, Watercolor | 2 Comments

The Painted Journal

In January 1991 I returned to college to finish my undergraduate degree after a 20-year hiatus. In my program at Lesley College, the last two semesters had to be devoted to a highly structured, single major work. After much brainstorming … Continue reading

Posted in Art-Making, Journaling, My Story, Sketchbooks, Storytelling, Uncategorized, Watercolor | 5 Comments

Changing of the guard

Long wool coats, soft leather gloves, They meet at the café, commandeering an improvised conference area, perpendicular to the alcove, not quite in, not quite out. Not a smile among them, quite sincere business matters discussed, because of course, Business … Continue reading

Posted in Pen and Ink, Sketchbooks, Storytelling, Uncategorized | 4 Comments

Part 7: Plan B, teamwork, and tearful goodbyes

Tues 2nd– 9am to Shadow Puppet Theatre with Sergei’s wife Helen because Sergei is sick. Also Will, Susan, Hannah, and Andy are getting sick with colds & fevers. The show must go on, and the Cabells are real professionals, sickness … Continue reading

Posted in My Story, Storytelling, Travel, Uncategorized, USSR 1989 | 3 Comments