All Eyes Basketball

This little girl who loved basketball, would go to the schoolyard the day after a snowstorm and shovel the snow, just so she could play on a real basketball court with a hoop that had a net on it. Even then, she was bright enough to know that the older boys who wouldn’t let herContinue reading “All Eyes Basketball”

Sunday in Washington Park

Me. Arriving early to the park to play basketball, before the big guys would come and kick me off the court. I could run lay-ups, shoot around and practice without being told that girls couldn’t play. I did and I brought along my own basketball, as they slept in late on Sundays, having partied SaturdayContinue reading “Sunday in Washington Park”

Friday Art

Is it just me, or does this wall need more wall? It’s Friday and for me, Spring is in the air. Yup, I’m feeling light and airy. So while I was looking at the walls, I started thinking… What if I do some more art to hang upside down from the ceiling? Because from myContinue reading “Friday Art”

Her Blue Art

Emotional. That feeling we get, when we’re choked up and frustrated. When it feels like we can’t speak, because the vowels got stuck in our throats. I was inspired to paint this while listening to The Temptations’ “Ain’t Too Proud To Beg” #Musicality 🎶

Making Way For Art

This was her first notable achievement, the one in which she would build up her confidence, allow her to take risks and opened the pathway to opportunity, the gateway of happiness. Now she cooks, drives fast cars, directs movies & takes meetings. But one of the early WoW moments in her life was pedaling. TransitioningContinue reading “Making Way For Art”

Cautionary Art

Remembering my nephew as he would toss his daughter up into the air and catch her. Remembering the infectious sound of her giggles. I’d watch them play Peek-A-Boo and Hide-N-Seek. He’d chase her around the living room and into the kitchen. He’d make big loud growling noises and she’d squeal in delight. He’d pounce towardsContinue reading “Cautionary Art”

Art Inspired By Norman

Over the years I’ve tried to express my creativeness in ways that were conducive to my position in life. So, as a mother and wife, I decided to set aside my paper and pen, to raise my daughters. No one told me not to write. How do you formulate those words? But it was self-imposed,Continue reading “Art Inspired By Norman”

Big Fist On Face

My life has been a series of experiences, bits and pieces that don’t always seem to fit together but collectively they make me who I am. I’ve never talked about the horrible situation of my best friend Sheila and her mother, because it was so tragic. But today, it’s time to share another ugly story,Continue reading “Big Fist On Face”

Big Momma’s Kitchen

The kitchen. It was where we gathered to talk and to listen. To share and to gain lessons through those with more of life experience. Those who had been hit by the proverbial bus and who had survived to tell us the story. A lot of what we do with food is emotional. How weContinue reading “Big Momma’s Kitchen”

Pretentious Art

This past week we had the Geek Squad come for an ordinary appointment to install an ordinary TV to the wall. But the most extraordinary thing happened as the two technicians entered my home and saw my walls. They were awed by my paintings that hung there and I was awed by their genuine appreciationContinue reading “Pretentious Art”