Meeting the Camera, Staging. . .
Want to know what that expression is all about in this photo my sometimes-patient husband took as we headed off to see Madama Butterfly a week ago? Find out next post when I reveal not…
View PostWant to know what that expression is all about in this photo my sometimes-patient husband took as we headed off to see Madama Butterfly a week ago? Find out next post when I reveal not…
View PostThis last week has been stressful, I’m not gonna lie! But you have been so thoughtful and supportive, and it seems a good time to sit back and admire the Trevi Fountain together while I…
View PostI posted this not long before I went to bed last night, and when I woke at 3, it seemed a mistake, as so many things do at 3 a.m. I groggily found my way…
View PostI thought some of you might enjoy this short essay by poet Molly Fisk on Not Reading — and I’m curious to know whether any of you have ever tried going without reading for a challenging…
View PostThank you so much for all the warm and supportive comments on my last post. They make a world of difference right now — in fact, Pater texted me yesterday from our island home (he’s…
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