We entertained Mr. Bridge and Mr. Moto today.
Friday, April 30, 2010
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April 25, 2010
Joan Straley, i.e. Joan Eye, regularly photographed Achman Lake, a quarter mile from her family's home in the woods. She referred to her Achman Lake series on Flickr as a dialogue with my Lake George pictures. Today we stopped at Achman on the way home from Avon and took this picture in her honor. She died of cancer last year.
Friday, April 23, 2010
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April 16, 2010
Thirty-some years ago several professsors at local colleges organized a Friday colloquium called P.O.E.T.S.* to hear experts on political and philosophical issues of the day. It has continued uninterrupted but membership has shrunk and its boisterous behavior moderated in tune with its aging. Today we watched a David Attenborough video about songbirds.
*Piss On Everything, Tomorrow's Saturday
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
April 11, 2010
Body Shop by Artie Bohm
Intended as a lawn ornament, I put it on the garage today. About 4 feet long, acrylic on plywood.
Friday, April 9, 2010
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Dec. 28, 2007
In the waning years of WW II, we were living in Rockville Center, Long Island, I was about 12 and dad was dying of a brain tumor. Mom said NYC was no place for a widow to bring up a child, so she packed us up and we took a train to her childhood home in Detroit Lakes Minnesota. That's where she met and married this widower. He was a clothing salesman and outdoorsman.
Dec. 27, 2007
Hamburger at Petes Place