i’m just about fully up to snuff after a hilarity-infused weekend with some indescribable wackiness as i feted my 30th college reunion with a bevy of friends. still sore from laughing. this morning i sketched this rabbit. i’m working on something really amazing, and the idea of memory encircled me. the more years i live, …
i’ve been a bit stymied lately. somehow i feel wedged between two folds of time: longing for some sepia-esque vintage-shrouded existence not unlike the one conjured up by woody allen in ‘midnight in paris’…or perhaps a decade, two later, and the time-tricking interconnected today world that zips and flips and is just somehow so smart. …
i’m not even joking. tonight i am channeling my inner doris day as i’ve been invited to a fabulously indulgent party at the ritz…(name dropper)…with a delicious “mad men” theme. as luck would have it, i was born in 1959 and am solidly bonded with everything about this era. from the cut & color of …
