Nice little Easter. First cyber, then in the flesh. Morning computer time, me alone in the studio, a back and forth string of Jesus Christ S...

On Thursday night, Stephen and I went to the ballet . Very exciting. We see a lot of theater when we can, but I, at least, don't have a ...

When we got home last night, after seeing Opus at Portland Center Stage, I told Stephen I could tell that the play had been written by someo...

Stephen and I are consummate celebraters. And particularly, each art show or publication must come with a celebration to honor it. Usually t...

At the end of the mezzanine, waiting for the elevator with my cart of books, I reach and pull a book off. Open it. Careful. To where I was l...

A new episode of The Last Film I Saw podcast is here ! Stephen was the special guest this time, and he is obviously a much better on-the-spo...

On impulse this morning, alone in Powells' big elevator with a few carts of books, I pulled one off and decided to open it at random and...