I still remember the first time I saw Monet’s water lily paintings in Paris. Standing in the middle of the circular room at the Musee de l’Orangerie, the walls awash in color, I felt transported to the gardens of …
Archive for September, 2010
When I entered elementary school, my mother gave me a keepsake book entitled ‘School Years.’ On the inside there were pockets for each of my class photos and lines where I could write in my ‘new friends,’ ‘activities,’ ‘achievements,’ ‘awards,’ and boxes to check off ‘When I grow up I …
Some years ago, I had the great pleasure to spend a few weeks in New York City, Brooklyn to be exact. It’s ironic because my Dad is a Brooklyn boy, born and raised on Coney Island. I remember going there as a little girl and seeing the boardwalk …
