Google+ Followers

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Giveaway on Goodreads for "Focus your mind-coloring book"

I have a giveaway on Goodreads for my coloring book, "Focus your mind", going on right now.

It's on for a few more day, so now is the time to apply!

Here is the link, "Focus your mind-coloring book" giveaways

Sunday, May 10, 2015

My book for colorists is out! "Focus your mind" is all about beautiful shapes and whimsical designs!

I had a LOT of fun doing this book and although it was so much work I enjoyed every minute of it.  Every shape was  a discovery and there is nothing more wonderful that to see lines morphing under your hands into something unexpected, playful and gracious.

Check it out!

Monday, March 30, 2015

Head, Heart- by Lydia Davis

Heart weeps.
Head tries to help heart.
Head tells heart how it is again
You will lose the ones you love.  They will all go.  But even the earth will go, someday.
Heart feels better, then.
But the words of head do not remain long in the ears of heart.
Heart is so new to this.
I want them back, says heart.
Head is all heart has.
Help, head.  Help heart.

(Paris Review, 213, Spring 2015, page 194)

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Jo Ann Beard: The surface is always calling

I have just finished "The Boys of My Youth" by Jo Ann Beard - and absolutely loved it.  If you want to hold, read and cherish a marvelous book, this is the one you should read right away.

Also reading some interviews with Ms. Beard and enjoying quite a different type of personality - refreshing in this age when everything is "me, me, me!"

Here are some fragments:

JB: "When I finally sit down, I spend a lot of time trying to sink down into the dream of it and then stay there. It’s like walking on the bottom of the ocean, all these incredible creatures float past, neon and scary, so absorbing, but the surface is always calling." - thedaysofyore

"Interviewer: How do you see the world when you’re not writing it?

 JB: As the most beautiful and glorious place imaginable. With woods and birds and turtles and the giant starry sky and nice people and the other kind who aren’t nice but who have their reasons and the raccoon who killed my ducks and now once a night comes up to the infrared camera outside the newly-secure enclosure and stares into the lens with his hair sticking up everywhere.

Interviewer: What are your secret hopes for, say, ten years from now? If you could do anything or have achieved anything? Secret!

JB: Honestly, I just hope to be alive in ten years. If I am, I would like to have written another book, or at least some stories or essays that were good. If I am not, I would like to be in the woods across from my studio, with the birds and the turtles and the photogenic raccoons." freerangenonfiction

Monday, December 1, 2014

How far you go in life...

Browsing through old photographs, I found some I shot two years ago at the Botanical Garden in St. Louis, one of the best in the nation.  The quote below is from George Washington Carver, a fellow who, born into slavery, has chosen the path of education (read: enlightenment) to become a brilliant scientist and inventor.  

And why is it that any time we see anything that slightly 
resembles a shelter we feel the urge to enter it, to be part of its peace, of its promise?  The picture below shows a gazebo in the Shaw Park, part of Botanical Garden as well.  

Every time I visit the Park somehow this gazebo finds itself in my path.  


Tuesday, October 7, 2014

...în schimbul paşaportului mi s-a tăiat limba...

Norman Manea: „Geniul american constă în simplificare”

Secvente din discutia publicata in • luni, 06 octombrie 2014

Text integral in Comisarul de Iasi

Norman Manea este unul dintre cei mai traduşi scriitori români aflaţi în exil.  El este autorul unor cărţi ca  „Noaptea pe latura lungă", „Captivi", „Atrium", „Primele nopţi", „Cartea fiului", „Zilele şi jocul",  „Anii de ucenicie ai lui August Prostul",  „Octombrie, ora opt", „Pe contur", „Plicul negru",  „Despre clovni: dictatorul şi artistul", „Întoarcerea huliganului",  „Plicuri şi portrete", „Fericirea obligatorie", „Vorbind pietrei", „Variante la un autoportret", „Vizuina", „Laptele negru". 

Norman Manea, despre rolul intelectualului în societate
O întâlnire cu un om de litere ca Norman Manea nu putea să nu ducă şi spre întrebarea care caută să înţeleagă rolul intelectualului în societate, într-o lume cum e cea de azi, ameninţată de crize.
„Intelectualii de mare marcă care au jucat rol de pedagogi sunt în umbră la ora actuală. În America sunt peste 40 de laureaţi ai Premiului Nobel, dar nu prea sunt convocaţi la dezbateri. În epoca noastră intelectualul este înlocuit de vedeta de cinema", crede acesta.

Dar, pentru Norman Manea, experienţele esenţiale din care îşi extrage şi o mare parte din materialul folosit în cărţile sale sunt cea a deportării şi cea a exilului. „Am avut un traseu existenţial complicat. Primul meu exil a fost la 5 ani. În 1945, mă consideram un bătrân de 9 ani."

Influenţa lui Ion Creangă asupra lui Norman Manea
Tot atunci, la 9 ani, a primit şi o carte cadou care i-a declanşat mecanismul de scriitor, un volum de basme de Ion Creangă. „Am descoperit o altă limbă, nu mai era o limbă de stradă, era o limbă extraordinară."

America vs. Romania
Până spre finalul discuţiei, scriitorul român cu o viaţă în America, ţară fără de care nu şi-ar imagina harta lumii, a recunoscut că se întoarce des în România pentru limbă, adevărata sa patrie, şi pentru a vizita mormântul mamei.„E copilăria mea aici şi e mormântul mamei mele."

Limba Romana 
Deposesia de limbă a fost şocul cel mai puternic când am plecat. Când am ajuns pe Otopeni, am avut senzaţia că în schimbul paşaportului mi s-a tăiat limba.

Friday, October 3, 2014

The Paris Review, Herta Müller, codițele şi fundițele!

Just got my Paris Review and what do I find there?  An interview with Herta Müller and this lovely photo.  Everything is SO Romanian in this photo.  I had a dress that looked so much like hers.  And the hair!  Codițele şi fundițele! 

ETA after reading it: Feels like I've read this interview many times.  Pretty much the same song, you people could've, should've etc.  The Guilt, with capital G.  Things are not even white and black, they are all black.  

History, I believe, proves to be a bit more complex.  

I still like the picture, though.