“Old age wasn’t for sissies. But the suspicion was building in him that it was all much simpler than that. Old age wasn’t for old people. To cope with old age, you really needed to be young – young, strong, and in peak condition, exceptionally supple and with very good reflexes …” [from The Pregnant(…)
Since my second cataract surgery – 8/7 – the world seems to have been washed clean. Actually, scrubbed, purified, reborn, revitalized, refreshed. In fact, I’ve fallen madly in love with the color blue. Blue (!) Blue – the visible color on the spectrum between green and violet, the Jewish color, the color (cobalt blue) of the glass on my coffee(…)
I’ve been neglecting my four most recent creations: A three year old, a two-and-a-half-year old, a two-year-old and a one-and-a-half year old. (Though all very recent, they represent fifteen years of intensive on-and-off work.) They come to mind … but then I enshrine my time on other things. Time passes. I swallow hard and slap the side of(…)
Who imagined ever becoming Karen Stone, Mrs. Stone? I didn’t, though I knew (and even looked forward to) maturing like good wine during my very own golden Roman Spring. *** ‘Her body had flown like a powerful bird through and above the entangling branches of the past few years, but her face now exhibited the record(…)
… When John left, Alice was still sleeping. He stopped at his apartment, filled a little bag with a change of underwear and a toothbrush, hurried to Claude’s apartment. At Union Square he got caught in rush hour. He imagined people hurling through space when he saw bunches of bodies popping up from the subway(…)
***Page 1 – The Woman Who Brought Matisse Back from the Dead*** Paris, 1950 The studio on the Boulevard du Montparnasse was not far from the Boulevard Raspail crossing. The door to the concierge’s loge was ajar. The husband of the concierge was urinating into the sink when he noticed the(…)
Having calmed (I thought) my young, neglected novella along with my eleven other disturbed creations the other night, I entered a period of empty-headed wellbeing that, unfortunately, was rudely interrupted just now just as the sun was sinking into the Aegean Sea. I heard a disturbing sound that made the hair on my neck stand up straight. I could hardly believe my ears. Again,(…)
Born 16 December 1916 – ninety-nine years ago tomorrow, Claude Foot née Boule (who modeled for Henri Matisse between 1950-1954 in Paris), became the central character in my novel The Woman Who Brought Matisse Back from the Dead. I’d come to know Claude at the end of her life and happened to be with her a few days before she(…)
Focusing on fiction and non-fiction books that feature art and artists as central story elements, each of these programs includes a presentation by Executive Director Nannette Maciejunes, followed by refreshments and casual group discussion. The Art Book Club is presented on Thursday evenings and Sunday afternoons, four times annually. Admission is free for Museum members,(…)
