There is something about being home and being lost. I start thinking my house is the problem. I'm furious with someone and I start to hate everything. Mim is talking more and constantly- she has been talking a lot for years but her conversational style has sped up and she asks questions non stop- which… Continue reading July 2017 facebook post
She is earnest with her wishes.
I cried and cried as she sat at my feet. I tried to wipe the tears casually with my shoulder. My hands were unavailable. It was a manicure/pedicure. On her tiny rolling stool she was almost kneeling at my feet and I felt way too out of my element. It felt downright lenten. I am… Continue reading Sat at my feet
The Souls of Millions of Light Years Away- the Kusama exhibit with the kids Infinity Mirrors is playful, colorful, puzzling, mathematical and enchanting. So many patterns and angles and childlike wonder. Kusama's work is engaging for all ages and I'm so glad that the kids came with me. The lines are long. I won't sugar coat… Continue reading Visiting the High Museum- Yayoi Kusama exhibit, Infinity Mirrors