The Indignities of a Woman

There’s nothing a woman likes more than having her breast sandwiched between two cold, steel plates and smashed til an explosion seems probable; or lying back spread-eagled while the gynecologist, his medical assistant AND the student doctor shadowing him stare into the most private part of you. And of course the doc makes it even…

Step-by-stepping into art

There aren’t too many things that are more satisfying for me than the challenge of creating something from nothing: a story from a blank screen; a blanket from yarn and a hook; and more recently step-by-step drawing. I used to sketch when I was a teen, mostly images from the Britannica Encyclopedia, and it was…

Fifties Falling

The last thing I’d want for my granddaughter would be for her 55-year-old Nana to embarrass her in front of her friends at her fifth-grade graduation. Fortunately for her, she’d already taken her seat on-stage when, in the darkened auditorium, with my eyes on our seats, my right foot rolled off of the step (where…