Category Archives: art
Perpetual Care
With butterflies in my stomach, last Saturday I sat in the darkened theatre at the Cinema Arts Centre, a storied theatre in Huntington, Long Island, waiting for my short, deeply personal film “Perpetual” to be screened. I sank into the
Perpetual Care
With butterflies in my stomach, last Saturday I sat in the darkened theatre at the Cinema Arts Centre, a storied theatre in Huntington, Long Island, waiting for my short, deeply personal film “Perpetual” to be screened. I sank into the
Turning 70
Today I turn seventy, a number Hallmark decrees a milestone based on the number of greeting cards there are. I’ve moved through all my significant birthdays pretty smoothly. Thirty was a breeze, and forty was fabulous. Fifty felt empowering and
Turning 70
Today I turn seventy, a number Hallmark decrees a milestone based on the number of greeting cards there are. I’ve moved through all my significant birthdays pretty smoothly. Thirty was a breeze, and forty was fabulous. Fifty felt empowering and
What in Your Life is Irreplaceable?
If you had to flee your home in an instant, what would be the one object you absolutely had to take with you? In a recent Zoom with friends, whose lives have been touched by the recent natural catastrophes, I
What in Your Life is Irreplaceable?
If you had to flee your home in an instant, what would be the one object you absolutely had to take with you? In a recent Zoom with friends, whose lives have been touched by the recent natural catastrophes, I
Picturing Donald Trump
Watch out Jerry Saltz. There’s a new art critic in town, and he’s nasty Donald Trump who likely hasn’t been inside an art gallery or museum for over half a century – if ever- has gone on a tirade on
Picturing Donald Trump
Watch out Jerry Saltz. There’s a new art critic in town, and he’s nasty Donald Trump who likely hasn’t been inside an art gallery or museum for over half a century – if ever- has gone on a tirade on
Entering the World of MAD Magazine
Walking through the doors of The Norman Rockwell Museum in Stockbridge, Massachusetts last Sunday into the halls of the MAD Magazine Exhibit was like finally standing in front of the Wailing Wall as an Orthodox Jew. I did everything short
Entering the World of MAD Magazine
Walking through the doors of The Norman Rockwell Museum in Stockbridge, Massachusetts last Sunday into the halls of the MAD Magazine Exhibit was like finally standing in front of the Wailing Wall as an Orthodox Jew. I did everything short
Artists in the Galleries – The Heckscher Museum of Art
I am delighted to be discussing my collage “Ambassador of Peace-We Are Friends” on Sunday, October 20, 2024 , at The Heckscher Museum of Art in Huntington N.Y as part of their Artists in the Galleries program. The piece is
Artists in the Galleries – The Heckscher Museum of Art
I am delighted to be discussing my collage “Ambassador of Peace-We Are Friends” on Sunday, October 20, 2024 , at The Heckscher Museum of Art in Huntington N.Y as part of their Artists in the Galleries program. The piece is
Changing the Narrative on Suicide
I was still playing with Barbie dolls the first time I thought of suicide. Beginning in childhood, while depression took up permanent residency in my mind claiming squatters’ rights, suicidal thoughts rented out a shady back room, menacing, ready to
Changing the Narrative on Suicide
I was still playing with Barbie dolls the first time I thought of suicide. Beginning in childhood, while depression took up permanent residency in my mind claiming squatters’ rights, suicidal thoughts rented out a shady back room, menacing, ready to
When Brain Fog Rolls In
Well, it looks like my 1955 Manufacturer’s Warranty has finally expired. Suddenly at 69, my various body parts have given out all at the same time and I’ve spent more time at the body shop than my 2006 Hyundai.
When Brain Fog Rolls In
Well, it looks like my 1955 Manufacturer’s Warranty has finally expired. Suddenly at 69, my various body parts have given out all at the same time and I’ve spent more time at the body shop than my 2006 Hyundai.
We Are Not Going Back
Seven years ago I made this sign stating “We Won’t Go Back” to carry in the first Women’s March. That march in Washington bursting with thousands of women felt like democracy at its best. The fact that this was echoed
We Are Not Going Back
Seven years ago I made this sign stating “We Won’t Go Back” to carry in the first Women’s March. That march in Washington bursting with thousands of women felt like democracy at its best. The fact that this was echoed
Envisioning The American Dream 