You expose the film in me, we're drawing...

So maybe I should keep my apologies to myself until November, but I will formally say sorry to poor old Daniel Craig now. Get it off my chest, and move on.

I have said some mean things in the past, but he's not half bad. Saw "Enduring Love" and that put me off. I had a Rhys thing at the time. I'm not sure what that movie was trying to accomplish. Then we saw "Munich", then I remembered to go and find "Layer Cake".

recently read some mean articles about DC playing Bond, which I will not repeat because I'm playing nice and I have hopes for this Bond. I mean, who REALLY liked Brosnan in the first place? Everyone is mad because he's not the next Sean incarnate. No one will ever be Sean, we have to get on with it.

Months before the film is to be released (I really don't know how it will be done by November when they are still FILMING it. The deadlines must be harrowing)

As I was saying, before the film is out, I have decided to start reading "Casino Royale". It's short and a nice summer read so far.


If I could only remember where I saw that Ian Fleming had intended Bond to be blond...

Oh mother of pearl...

A praying mantis landed on my hand today in the backyard and I named him Alexander. I think I love this insect.

I want him to live in my house plants that are thriving on the porch. It could be his jungle.

Zero a zero

Ah yes, it is summer and that means summer music in the household.

Lately it has been Seu Jorge who sang all of the Bowie songs in "Life Aquatic" in Portuguese. In fact, as Melvin said, any of Wes Anderson movies have great soundtracks. This one though is particularly summary, so check it out.

I have such a love/hate feeling for summer. I love the idea of it. I love my memories of summer as a kid. Just swimming, waking up late, reading Mary Stewert, or Nancy Drew late into the evening. I miss that. Holidays at the beach.

Now, all I feel is just hot. I hate sweating. I hate feeling the sun melt my entire being. It gets muggy up here along the Hudson River, just like in Florida. Yesterday you could see the wet, heavy air hanging on the mountains.

I love the flowers in the yard, but I hate flying bugs. Yellow jackets get me going, and I mean fast. It's a complete and easy yin/yang relationship. It is the good, the bad and the ugly. (that's esp for you Lilly).

back in the USSR....

Looking through my travel magazine from the library, helps and exacerbates my wanderlust.

I can think of ten places off the top of my head I would rather be.


10. The region known as Transylvania. I haven't quite figured out my exact itinerary yet.

9. Vienna, Austria

8. Basil, Switzerland

7. A treehouse in Northern California

6. A case study house in the Hollywood Hills

5. A houseboat in Amsterdam

4. A crazy bar that I just read about located on the Northern tip of Scotland. There is a wrecked ship on the shore. Sounds lovely.

3. Riding a bike on Prince Edward Island

2. Sitting in the shade in South Africa.

1. And visiting my blog friends in their various locales!

...cause it's your big day...

Here is the coffeehouse. I'm really nervous. I'm not one to talk about my work a lot. It is what it is. I love interpretations of my work. I love listening to what people have to say.

Here is my bio that will be up at the shop.

"I can see the shadowy lines of its trees,
and catch, in sudden gleams,
the sheen of the far surrounding seas" Longfellow

When I was 8, I wanted to be an astronomer. My family said to me, "Too much math." My alternate career plan was to be an artist, and I have never second guessed my path in life.

My formal education was at the University of Florida where I graduated with a Bachelor of Fine art in painting and drawing.

I feel at home in nature and am always amazed by the gifts I find, large or small, however cliche that sounds. Forever looking for the connection between object and space, landscape and air, and the intimacy between the two.

I've practiced the guitar...

It just so happens there are many things that make me very happy. Some of them are my son's doing.

Seeing Dan Zanes makes me happy. In fact I start singing and yelling the second I see a video about to start. Then my son gets excited too. It's a big dance party.

Reading and singing this book brings great joy. Really I love reading all kinds of books to the little man, and children's books are the only ones I finish lately. The artwork and the music are simply lovely here.

All of Sasek's books are fantastic too, but This is Paris and This is New York are my favorites.


And while I'm at it, Peter Sis books are also a treat. Tree of Life and The Three Golden Keys are worth checking out.

haints and saints don't bother me...

Oh where oh where do I start?

I had a huge falling out with my Uncle(dad's brother).

I felt like he should apologize but I said I'm sorry. He still has not spoken to me.

Last week was very tough. Emotions were running high. My dad's birthday was 30 may. He would have been 87. I decided to call my uncle to explain some things about mom and wanting us all to get along and love each other, and that the family has been through enough pain in this year alone. He said some rather unfortunate things to me and I lost it. I shouldn't have but I did. Years and years carrying around emotional baggage is hard, and now I've tossed it aside.

My uncle has not. He's 83 and full of hate. I thought with age he would be more like my understanding,caring father, but he is not. It was my fault to look at him in that way. I will be nice but I do not love him anymore. He has tried to pit my sister and deceased sister's husband and I against each other. Telling each of us different things. He said this, she said this.

In a moment of clarity last week(after I hung the show). It dawned on me. Back when my dad was alive, my uncle did this same exact maneuver with his own brother and sister. For years my dad did not talk to his sister. Tragic. I was 8 and I'm piecing this together now. That's my uncle's m.o. I am sickened, but also grateful to have figured out such a family pandora's box. Not too bad for being the youngest.