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(Ed. note: I made a minor change to this post since initially publishing late last night [note to self: don’t do that] because I think it’s important to distinguish that magic realism is a Latin American literary tradition, not one that is specific to Mexico, and probably less notable when considering Mexican literary traditions in […]



I’m beginning to really love the work of Ann Tarantino, and in particular, a series of works she did in collaboration with Kate McGraw.  I love these especially: They’re not really works I feel like writing about but they make me wish I did more drawing.  They remind me of things I’ve read and dreams […]

The nature and tone of recent news and election coverage made me dig up David James Duncan‘s collection of essays and short stories, My Story As Told By Water, for the passage strategic withdrawal. (DJD is required reading for anyone who lives, lived or wants to live in the Pacific Northwest but really is good […]

Yesterday I was informed that it was the Autumnal Equinox and that it was the day of perfect balance and harmony between light and shadow and day and night. And, if I believed that the stars would save my life, that would have been the day… (sigh…) And even though I don’t believe that the […]

One of the things I’ve been looking most forward to seeing this fall in NY is the Giorgio Morandi retrospective show at The Met. It was a happy surprise to come across a Vija Celmins quote in Peter Schjeldahl’s New Yorker review of the show, “Tables for One.” Celmins’ (an all-time personal favorite artist) and […]

The Twin Towers were never part of the NYC skyline that I know. I moved here in 2006, well after they fell. The Chrysler Building is instead, my landmark; it usually hovers in my peripheral view as I walk home on the far side of the East River. It is lit up in the evening […]

An email from a favorite aunt about sailing and sleeping under the September stars in San Francisco with another favorite aunt reminded me of this photograph by Hannah Whitaker: Which in turn reminded me of summers long, long past in Colorado, when my sister and I were allowed to run out late and wild in […]