I am bemused by this picture. It's the main street of T'ville, but I can't tell where it was shot—from what direction, which end of town etc. Where's the Goose? Where's the cafe? Bill?
Enclosed in the card was the million-dollar bill from the creationist theme park in Kentucky. Yes, the one where dinosaurs are portrayed as contemporaneous with humans, about which the woman who sent me the card said how much she loved it because, "I learned so much history." Sigh. I can't even.
11.30.2018
11.29.2018
a grande dame
Many years ago, I think in 1977, I fled my boyfriend, driving his Fiat from Illinois to W. 78th St. in New York City, to Paula's apartment. The car was immediately towed away, of course. I slept in Paula's daughter's room—Gaby was about 7 at the time—for about three months while I looked for a job. I also began this painting of Paula, whom I had met in the People copy room.
I found a job, wound up moving into Douglas's apartment and the painting was never finished. I cut this part of it out years later, framed it and gave it to Paula. It may have been the last painting I worked on, as I came to realize I didn't have the chops as an artist.
But Paula and I are working on 45 years of friendship now.
11.27.2018
family time
11.23.2018
11.21.2018
ze will rock you
Inspired by my post about the new intake info [and also convinced I was going in for a sex-change operation (gender reassignment surgery?) rather than a shot for my knee], CBA sent me the above picture and the text below:
Now We Can be Confused from Cradle to Grave
The First Challenge: The Birth Certificate! followed by:
A Lifetime of Options: The New Age Medical Forms and then:
The Final Bow: This is a two person “family” monument. You are on the left and your sex-to-be determined significant other is on the right. Remember when Douglas registered your Fiat as Claudio Dowling?? He was So ahead of his time!
11.19.2018
a new age
I will go back to the historical documentation of the New Orleans wedding presently, but first I need to share.
So I'm blithely (or, really, not blithely) filling out forms for the Hospital for Special Surgery that mostly read like intake documents for surgery which, by the way, I am not expecting to have any time soon, when I run across this section about my gender identity, preferred pronouns etc. This is the first time I have seen this on an official form. Sort of bolluxed by checking straight or lesbian, so I checked Something Else. As in, "I'm something else!"
There was stuff about my religious practice, too. So it's just as well that I hadn't read this article about there being more Witches than Presbyterians in the US or I might have been tempted to sign on to paganism.
And on that note, dude in Missouri thinks yoga is demonic, and people have stopped attending classes.
But speaking of karma, here is the video about Chicken From Hell that CBA is referring to in the comments. I laughed my head off!
So I'm blithely (or, really, not blithely) filling out forms for the Hospital for Special Surgery that mostly read like intake documents for surgery which, by the way, I am not expecting to have any time soon, when I run across this section about my gender identity, preferred pronouns etc. This is the first time I have seen this on an official form. Sort of bolluxed by checking straight or lesbian, so I checked Something Else. As in, "I'm something else!"
There was stuff about my religious practice, too. So it's just as well that I hadn't read this article about there being more Witches than Presbyterians in the US or I might have been tempted to sign on to paganism.
And on that note, dude in Missouri thinks yoga is demonic, and people have stopped attending classes.
But speaking of karma, here is the video about Chicken From Hell that CBA is referring to in the comments. I laughed my head off!
11.18.2018
11.16.2018
flight from the north
11.15.2018
brief history 3
And the winner is! |
As two of the best known documentary photographers, Donna Ferrato and Jane have been friends for years. |
Jane and Sylvain departed later the same day that I left for New Orleans, leaving Clement and Lauren in charge at 98 Riverside. |
11.14.2018
brief history 2
Within a week after Simon's birthday, I would be in New Orleans. But first. . .
I waved goodbye to the kids as they got on the bus with the (no-longer-striking) bus driver. Then made a quick trip to Hannah and Chris's new studio. Yes, another new one. It was quiet that day, but is now the scene of much action as Christmas season has cranked up. Get your gifts now at Wear Your Music! from Bob Weir to Bonnie Raitt, Adam Levine to April Lavigne, Metallica to John Mayer! And so on. Do check out the new cuff bracelet. Nice! Huge!
And then, leaving the truck in Hannah's back yard, I hopped on the train to New York. And I just can't resist showing a few pix from that beautiful ride.
I waved goodbye to the kids as they got on the bus with the (no-longer-striking) bus driver. Then made a quick trip to Hannah and Chris's new studio. Yes, another new one. It was quiet that day, but is now the scene of much action as Christmas season has cranked up. Get your gifts now at Wear Your Music! from Bob Weir to Bonnie Raitt, Adam Levine to April Lavigne, Metallica to John Mayer! And so on. Do check out the new cuff bracelet. Nice! Huge!
And then, leaving the truck in Hannah's back yard, I hopped on the train to New York. And I just can't resist showing a few pix from that beautiful ride.
11.12.2018
a brief history
We're climbing into the wayback machine. Well, we're not going that far back—only three weeks or so. But I'm hoping my faithful readers will forgive my spotty posting when they see how much has been shoehorned into the recent past. So here are three days.
The Annual Santana Season's Over celebration coincided with a birthday. Happy birthday, Hector! |
There were a couple of non-Santanas. Yes, that's Lina, now back in Brazil. |
The next day Jose Santana helped me move all the outdoor furniture inside, and I closed up Hannah's house and packed up my stuff at Claudia's |
The next morning I got on the ferry. As always, it was a relief to blow that ice pop stand. |
That night was Simon's 15th birthday. Here he is held by his "big" sister. Lynn and Douglas have moved off island to Providence so that Simon can go to high school there. |
Happy birthday, Simon! |
11.10.2018
view of vines
View from my window |
The sword bean, too, has thrived. It has made it all the way up and into Toby's window, one floor up. Probably about 14 feet. We'll see how long they last in a New York winter. So far no freezes.
View from Toby's window |
11.09.2018
grandpa elliott
So I'm escaping from Bourbon Street on Halloween (more about that later), and I recognize this dude. No big surprise: The video above of street musicians around the world playing Stand By Me has been seen more than 120 million times, several by me. It took me a while to realize I should video him doing the song myself, but I finally did.
11.08.2018
substandard posting
I have so many great pix and stories that I haven't posted due to houseguests and travels, but I am getting back with the program and will be dribbling them out. After I return to "normal" life in New York City.
11.07.2018
still making mischief
Three cases of trouble, then and now. My cousin Richard, me and my brother Chris. My guess is the old picture was taken in about 1957 at Seminole Village in Florida. The new one was last week in New Orleans, where we all got together for some cousin love at cousin Silas's wedding. And now we have whole passel of new DuPont cousins. The Family That Ate The World!
Picture credits: my sister Erin, for saving the old print. My brother Ben for reenacting the shot.
PS is the new pic better in color or black and white?