Cocktail Shakers

Cocktail Shakers

I’ve been doing more microblogging on Instagram. This week I wrote about how I feel like I’m pored in a cocktail shaker and shaken vigorously. I’m not sure what will come out, but from experience, I know that it will be something delicious. I also spoke about...

What Now Revisiting

What Now Revisiting

I am feeling so inspired and excited by the many suggestions you left for me while commenting on the last post. I have to say that between the Great Interrupter and Black Lives Matter; I feel like I checked into a rehab center. It’s been like a detox from the...

Context and the Meaning of Living Your Best Life

Context and the Meaning of Living Your Best Life

I took a break from social media. At some point the weekend before last I just could not look at one more post, respond to one more comment, or patiently educate. Between the “Great Interrupter” and the Black Lives Matter movement, I experienced a next level reckoning...

No Words

No Words

I’m sitting at my desk for the first time in a week. No writing except for some posts on Instagram. There are no words that I could summon for the task. I don’t think they’re invented yet.  Reaching deep, I can’t find them. The closest word I imagine is grief. A grief...

Show Don’t Tell

Show Don’t Tell

My last Monday post, Fiery Tulips, was a product of anger. If I’m being honest about it, more a product of fear. Because I wanted to be a good professor after every class, I would think back over the class and would remember a thoughtless comment or an expression that...

Sticky Butterflies

Sticky Butterflies

Since I was a small child, I spend much of my time living “in my head.” My first friends were imaginary, and my later companions became books. When I’m in a particular social environment, such as work or school, I fully inhabit one intimate friendship at a time. So no...

Fiery Tulips

Fiery Tulips

Today I spent a pleasurable part of the day experimenting with my camera. Following in Calvin’s footsteps before the Great Interrupter I got myself a Leica CL. Small and very easy to manage I developed the habit of taking it with me on my walks and travels. I study...

Re-finding Elegance

Re-finding Elegance

“More than ever elegance is setting itself free from the movements of fashion,” Olivier Saillard Perhaps I am weary of the limitations of my apartment and the sameness of the days. Maybe it’s just a passing moment in the stream of feeling as I’m pulled back and forth...

The Great Interrupter

The Great Interrupter

Today I spritzed on what I call my “writer’s perfume”, the one I got the first time I went to Paris. Perhaps some of you remember the story I told about this perfume in an earlier post. This bottle was a refill mixed and purchased closer to home. Perfume is an...

Objects For An Interior Life

Objects For An Interior Life

Earlier in the week, I wrote about a hat. My story about a very simple object was full of thoughts, emotions, memory, history, and desire. It went beyond the everyday, functional object that it actually is and became much more. While researching and exploring the...

The Hat

The Hat

I’m not someone who wears a hat. I get emails all the time from hat makers who want to send me one, but I always decline. Despite my satisfaction with being comfortable wearing many metaphorical hats, I do not much like wearing the genuine thing. I never believed hats...

Silent Witness

Silent Witness

I moved my desk to be in front of my window. Somehow this makes it feel like I’m still part of the world. It reminds me that I still live in a city that exists beyond my apartment. It’s been six weeks since my access to it has been sharply curtailed. Today like...

Syllabus: The Practice of Fashion

Syllabus: The Practice of Fashion

This week I’ve participated in Fashion Revolution Week in many ways. I’ve posted a love story on Instagram about some clothes I own as part of the campaign #LovedClothesLast. I’ve listened to podcasts and participated in on-line open studios listening to and watching...

Seam Ripping

Seam Ripping

Today marks the start of Fashion Revolution Week. I’m happy to have something tangible to revolt against. It’s been challenging for me as a social welfare activist for most of my life to be still, quiet and indoors. Sadly, I have entered the realm of a “high risk”...

Syllabus: The “Practice of Fashion”

Syllabus: The “Practice of Fashion”

Practice Noun: the actual application or use of an idea, belief, or method, as opposed to theories relating to it. Verb: perform (an activity) or exercise (a skill) repeatedly or regularly in order to improve or maintain one's proficiency. During a webinar about...

Ambivalent Relations: Clothes in the Time of Coronavirus

Ambivalent Relations: Clothes in the Time of Coronavirus

My apartment is small. The amount of garments hanging on racks in multiple rooms makes it look as if I’ve been living in an exclusive boutique rather than a home. Since the moment everything stopped, I’ve been forced to confront this every day as well as the economic...

“What Now?” in The Time of Coronavirus

“What Now?” in The Time of Coronavirus

It's been a long time since I've connected on this platform, although I've been able to keep up with others. It seems another lifetime ago since we had that conversation, "What Now? We coined the term back then, "What Nowness". So much has happened in-between then and...

My December Adventure: Scenic River Cruise

My December Adventure: Scenic River Cruise

I know it’s been a while since I composed a post. So I can’t wait to tell you what I’ve been up to. It’s been the holidays of course but right before that Calvin and I went on a wonderful adventure courtesy of Scenic Luxury Cruises and Tours.  First let me say we’ve...