Vivian painting in studio with daughter and grandson




Last cold and rainy Summer was not the best time to move from edible gardening to wearable gardening but by September last , the cotton did bloom. It didn’t have time enough time to set cotton though. This year in early April I sowed Nankeen, Erlene’s Green,and Red Foliated cotton seeds on my window sill. Being a particularly…
The rays of the late afternoon sun are lengthening and what seemed impossible two months earlier is now a reality; there are too many tomatoes to eat and too little time to enjoy them. There has to be a way to catch up with the bounty and savor them now, and later. The solution is…
Christopher Plummer commands the stage, so it is not a stretch, as Prospero commands a tempest. When Prospero said goodbye to Ariel it made me cry. I played Ariel as a child and my daughter is an Ariel, just what I was saying to Christopher Plummer when this photo was snapped.
My daughter Ariel www.interaxon.com plucked a dill flower from the garden . “Mmm tastes like plov.” It wasn’t a stretch of her gustatory imagination. Ten years ago, Ariel, Joel and I took a trip to Central Asia. Plov figured prominently on the menu in Uzbekistan and Western China. It may sound more familiar to you as…
Today, I received the sad news that my mentor and teacher Jason Berger passed away. A master of linguistict puns, he taught me that paintings contain visual puns and visual double entendres. His innate exuberance matched mine, even though, in the very beginning of my studies with him , I remember him looking at an unarticulated sketch…
Driving back from The Stratford Festival on Sunday amongst endless grain fields stood a blueberry farm. Of course, I had to stop. The farmer convinced me that I wanted to buy all the rest of his bounty since he wanted to close for the day. A deal was struck for the rest of his gorgeous berries. I…