Monday, September 8, 2014


I know it's corny,
 but he says his name is 

He popped out of the depths
 of this last underpainting.

I'm hoping he's right.

Sunday, September 7, 2014

piece of cake

Shelley Smart grew up just up the coast from me.
Or down the coast, as they say on the coast.
I never met her there. Still haven't.
That's because I met her here in blogland.
When I had mentioned Day's lobster rolls in a post, 
she popped up like clam squirt.
Said she grew up with the Day's kids,
went to school with them,
while I was growing up on their lobster rolls. 
Wicked small world.

Shelley comments that she's also having 
cataract surgery in a couple of weeks.
If I were there (Oxnard, I think), we'd do lunch.
 I'd buy you a lobster roll, Shell, 
and tell you it's 
a piece of cake.

How ironic... there's an eye in the window.

Friday, September 5, 2014

facing the day

This underpainting will have to do for now.
Actually, I think I like it as is.
Best not touch it.

I don't know... 
near as I can tell, it looks fine.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014


One month after cataract surgery,
my right eye is still wrong. 
In addition to blurry, it's now also red, itchy and swollen.
Turns out I'm allergic to the eye drops.

will keep me hanging on until I can see again.

This simple reminder is my gift to you:
Take nothing for granted;
get grateful now!