On the wall at the New Museum, a fur orb, breathing as deeply and slowly as if he is in a coma.  Really scary.  I like to be that kind of scared. Rosemarie Trockel had a lot going on in her show.  A room of white tile, an upside-down palm tree, and formerly alive birds […]

I solve most of my problems with duct tape; some, with ribbon.  Tybalt, my fat cat, likes to push the window open so that he can catch a breath of fresh air.  When it is thirty degrees outside, that is an expensive breath.  The windows in my dormers are as old as the house, hanging […]

I ordered a cup of coffee while I was waiting, instead of a glass of wine.  Mistake.  They had to brew a pot for me, and when I got it, it was hotter than melted glass.  I stirred it.  And stirred it.  And then I saw that I had gotten a phone call.  The call. […]