Las Perras Callejeras

Las Perras Callejeras It was easier being street dogs in Puerto Vallarta than poets, so me and Rosy, we went Continue reading →

La Llorona

La Llorona  Under full moonlight I wander the riverbank wailing for you, mis hijos, weeping like raging water, like your Continue reading →

If Only Eyebrows Were Wings!

There they stand, two towers of the Mexican art world in black and white, different as night and day, dark Continue reading →

Heavenly Hibiscus

Just checked the weather report and today is supposed to climb to 85, with 73% humidity.  For our Pacific Northwest Continue reading →

All the World’s Not Necessarily a Page

“…my sketchbooks are very precious to me, and I can’t imagine losing one. It would be like losing a part of Continue reading →

The e

  ¡Hola amigos! Today, I’m writing to you from the bottom of Spain where a few days ago something rather Continue reading →

Green Flash

Mi alma es un carrusel vacío en el crepúsculo. (My soul is an empty carousel at twilight.) Pablo Neruda I’ve Continue reading →

Limones

¡Bienvenidos!  Welcome to the first course of Still Life with Tortillas.  You may be surprised to learn, especially if you Continue reading →