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Here is what has been on here for a while ~
I'm an artist, lecturer, poet. I love who I am, what I do. I love being an artist. (Knew since I was five, that I would be an artist, and it would have something to do with nature.)
Experimenting, thinking, feeling, doing. I can't imagine being or doing anything else. I love exploring, discovering... poems, shops, cafes, nooks and cranies of parks. A two-inch line of charcoal on a peasant drawing by Corot has brought me to tears. As has a Brancusi sculpture. The most amazing avant-garde edgy new sounds of jazz have brought me to the edge of my seat. I have been rendered speechless in front of a work of art, listening to astounding music with no words.
I do a lot of writing, sometimes in conjunction with my visual art. Lived in Europe, 1966-1968. I was in my 20's. Art school in The Hague. Love traveling, walking, photographing.
New York City for three years. Art, Woodstock, lots of demonstrations against the war. Participated in dance, performance art.
Taught at Universities for ten years.
Am now an independent lecturer in libraries, art centers, retirement communities. A scholar on Van Gogh. Love his mixed media drawings of peasants, laborers, the best.
Being hectically involved in too many projects! But they're all fulfilling, inspiring.
Love participating in dance/movement/performance. Producing concerts. Drawing, creating with many media. Creating environmental installation for dance performance.
Going out to hear a lot of live music.
Taking long walks on the dunes at Ocean Beach, as often as possible.
Spending probably too much time on Facebook. But I love it!
Being completely comfortable being alone, sitting and walking, silence and stillness all around me.
Hanging out with close friends. Sharing in good conversation.
Sitting in silence...
Love contemporary dance, performance. Multi media: movement, sculpture, film, interesting sets ~ all combined.
Go out to hear jazz, like edgy, new, experimental; americana/roots, honky tonk twang noir.
Stringed instruments; chamber music.
Casablanca. Winged Migration. Samsara. Anything with Bogy, Ingrid Bergman. Old Paul Verhoeven films (Keetje Tippel). East of Eden. Jules et Jim. Woman in the Dunes. Agnes Varda: Vagabond. Camille Claudel. Midnight in Paris. Manhattan.
And, again, how fortunate I am.
I lost my brother on July 9, 2013. We were very, very close. I am sad and I think about him a lot.
Sometimes I go out to Ocean Beach to walk the dunes. I like doing that alone. Sometimes I will walk for hours, and stop and photograph ~ kelp, seaweed, dead birds, dune grass, succulents, trash left on the sand; cafe tables, coffee cups, books.