Author: Catherine

We looked at the house off-the-grid on Egypt Lane, rejected it. Back to Deb’s for soup and then some hiking on her property. No, don’t wear your sneakers. Soggy streams, mud crystallized with ice,...

When we start chanting poems like madmen it sets all the peaks to dancing. And once we’ve put the brush to work even the sky becomes mere ornament For you and me the joy’s...

St. Patrick’s Day, busy at work and I have to make some personal phone calls, hard to schedule. One appointment to see a house on Egypt Lane that’s off the grid (he explains “no...

Trying to find the right description – life preservers, shields, means of attitude adjustment? Journaling and wine work well. The phone guys always cheer me up. Co-workers (Neha). Drawing practice – new toys, wolf...

On workdays I drive over the Hudson River morning and night on the Tappan Zee bridge. I can see the river and the headlands, the houses and the quality of the air. There are...

cold rain of setbacks or is it just not progress sufficiently quickly – the importance of patience, waiting for the subject to assume the same position, so I can capture the angle of cheek...

Sheetrock, meet ceiling. The ascension enabled by the lift, a rental machine that cradles the panel, then raises it by means of hand cranking that large wheel. Adjustable, ingenious, squeaky. Covering up the textured...