Olinda — Grandma Moses notwithstanding, much could be said about why creativity blossoms mainly in the young and then declines with age. To put it in several nutshells: increasing responsibilities at home and work, cultural expectations, stress, getting stuck in habits of mind, health patterns and . . . And then there’s the actual physical deterioration of body and mind, associated especially with old...
Olinda — Or at least I probably should be. This picture didn’t turn out well due to my untimely disruption of the courtship ritual of the reclusive Superb Lyrebird. Here I was with camera lens peering throug...
Olinda — I desire poems of pure breathing: gusts of puppy play roses exuding their perfume silent gardens and mountain meadows breathing in and out chestnuts respiring oxygen in hazy light carbon dioxide ...
Now I lay me down to sleep
Poems of Pure Breathing
Coffee at The Piggery
A Dance to Spring
I'm so ashamed!
Capability Brown meets André Le Notre.
When New Life Springs from the Old