Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 17, 2026

shiny happy people

 
milly . . after eating one of the treats i keep in my pocket .. . it's so wonderful walking around the city now. everyone is so happy (due to the knicks winning the championship - i shared when they won on june 14th's post: at the beach). i've read accounts where reporters feel that the city hasn't been this lighthearted since before 9/11. i won't dispute that. there really is a special joy in the air.

greg and i had dinner at las mariscos (greg's favorite place) . . 

i continued my reading of the scarlet pimpernel while waiting for our food . . 


now that the basketball championship is over, the focus is on the world cup. i think argentina and brazil were playing here?

walking home . . it was a beautiful evening. i love summer's long days.

Friday, October 18, 2024

family weekend at the new school

 
chanda's school has been having events for parents this week and into the weekend. this afternoon i attended a talk about the history of the new school (with teachers julia foulkes and mark larrimore) which first opened in 1919 by a group of disgruntled columbia university teachers. they felt that columbia had become too didactic and regimented. for years they offered classes focusing on the joy of learning and didn't become accredited until 1934 when they took in many professors fleeing europe who needed to be working for an accredited college in order to remain in the country.


they had us form six different groups with each group discussing a photograph presenting an artifact from the past. my group had a schedule of courses from the spring of 1958 showing the emphasis on communication, personal growth, and broadening one's mind and horizons via group discussion and attendance at the neighborhood's local theatres.

one group focused on the public art work poem that wraps around the cafe where we were sitting (the words in purple in the photo above) and how different phrases may present themselves to us depending on the mood we are in.

this bottom phrase running along the wall touched my heart today and then i knew i was reading the words of walt whitman.

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in the midst of the discussion, a student activist dressed in face paint and halloween costume came by to pull off a top poster displaying this bottom poster calling out for the college to divest. i also had received a flyer saying the same thing when entering the school. i thought it was very clever of the students and i was happy to see that the protests were continuing in subtle ways. (i've also been keeping up with my phone calls and letter writing with jewish voice for peace and the american friends' service committee.)

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after my workshop i met greg on 12th street for the reception in the student hub building.


i ran into a mom i knew from ellen's dance classes. i hadn't seen her in at least five years. her daughter was also in her fourth year studying costume design with parsons. she was always at the sewing machine her mom said.

the new president of the school gave a talk. he has only been on the job for two months and was a teacher for twenty years with the art program. i thought he seemed caring and open minded . . i hope that doesn't change! they had a very delicious buffet catered by pig and butter, a local catering service. 

taking a photo with the new school mascot, gnarls narwhal . . (there's a story that goes with gnarls and you can read about it here).

chanda joined us after her environmental studies talk (it was with the author of the nutmeg's curse, amitav ghosh) in time to have some of the delicious food and then we walked home together.

Saturday, September 28, 2024

rainy day


greg and i were going to walk to a photography exhibit today but it was so rainy that we came home after visiting hungry lama for coffee. i ended up falling asleep while reading my book . . i guess i was tired.

even though i fell asleep over it this afternoon . . my book is really good: alexandria by islam issa. (next to it is the cafe's delicious whipped honey latte.)

yogurt with their homemade granola and apple butter. they've become a favorite spot of ours.

Tuesday, September 17, 2024

more of london in 2022


the london trip continues for saturday the 17th in 2022. in that post i come across this book in a used bookstore . . my sister gave this to me in 1975 . . 


an article she saved for me from the new haven register in 1977 when gerald durrell received an honorary degree from yale.

a note from the book jacket.
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in regard to today: greg, chanda and i observed the partial lunar eclipse this evening. it was a chilly night and the full moon looked beautiful. 

Saturday, August 3, 2024

latest books


listen, about evelyn glennie was interesting and informative; the sentence by louise erdrich was fun and mornings in jenin was heartbreaking. the latter two were compelling and i read them through in two weeks.

Monday, July 1, 2024

birthday weekend

greg and i drove up to see my sister saturday morning. it was a quiet drive with little traffic, and the weather was in the low 80's . . so comfortable. 

we decided to go for a bicycle ride in wethersfield . . since my bike is in good riding condition now, we had brought it up with us. in this pic it's being transferred to my brother-in-law's car.

hanmer park in wethersfield . .

wethersfield is one of the oldest towns in connecticut having been established in 1634 and hanmer park was once a goose pond, but was filled in during the 1920's. it's named after captain john hanmer who sailed with seventy two soldiers on the sloop ann during the revolutionary war for the battle of brooklyn on august 23, 1776.

cove park . .

where the ships would unload their wares and store them in the building on the left . . 




the farmers in wethersfield used to grow onions which they traded for sugar, salt, tea, coffee, spices and molasses from the west indies. along with the farmers, many residents of the town were involved with the trade by building, owning and sailing the ships that took the goods to the west indies. the onions were known for their large size, good flavor and long shelf life.

a fair amount of onion workers were women; some worked the fields for other growers, some grew and sold their own crops.

the very large town green . . 




about the wangunk, an eastern algonquin people who lived here when the settlers arrived. they grew maize, beans, squash and pumpkins, fished in the connecticut river, hunted deer and moose and trapped rabbits and perhaps other small mammals. they had many overland trails which they used for traveling and for trading with other tribes.


riding back into the old part of town . . 

and stopping in front of the buttolph-williams house which inspired elizabeth spear when writing the witch of blackbird pond. it's an example of early colonial architecture and maybe one of these days when i visit, it will be open. i seem to always ride bikes through wethersfield when it's closed.




the first church of christ, established in 1635, but this is the third meetinghouse which was erected between 1761 and 1764.

the plaque states that the present structure was financed by taxes, some of which were paid by the town's main crop of red onions, rendering this church as "the church that onions built."

we visited the church in 2017 for a beautiful handbell concert. and here's a sweet memory from 2011 when we visited the webb-dean-stevens house.

we ended with a visit to the ice cream parlor.

and we celebrated my birthday after a delicious dinner of grilled chicken and a salad.

(key lime pie and fun books to read . . )

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sunday morning . . 






in the early afternoon we drove to new britain to visit their museum and were caught in a terrible downpour with the street flooding around us and cars getting stuck. fortunately, we were able to pull into a parking lot to wait it out, though we watched the street water creep closer and closer to where we were parked! warren did a good job driving us through it and we arrived safely at the museum. above is one of the specially designed benches commissioned from local artists; this one done in metal in the shape of a bear.

we had a fun time wandering through. they have a nice collection of hudson river artists in addition to contemporary pieces. above is west rock, new haven, 1849, oil on canvas by frederic edwin church (1826-1900).

jaavon and the unknown gentleman, 2011, oil on canvas, by titus kaphar, (born 1976). 


mew-hew-she-kaw, white cloud, the chief of the ioways, n.d. oil on canvas, george catlin, (1774-1825).

buffalo hunt in snow shoes, n.d., oil on canvas, george catlin. i'm always intrigued when i see a painting by george catlin as i did a report on him in middle school . . many years ago!



there were so many beautiful paintings . . i took too many pictures.



these benches!

the meeting by daniel ridgway knight (1839-1924)

thomas hart benton (1889-1975), the arts of life in america: arts of the south, 1932. egg tempera and oil glaze on linen. these were a series of panels on exhibit in a building at 10 west 8th street in manhattan before residing in this museum. you can read more about it here. 

admiring eva lewitt's untitled, coated mesh fabric, 2021.






anila agha's (born 1960) intersections, lacquered steel and led bulbs, 2013.



paradise ii, (mughal gardens - patterned cube) 2022, cnc carving, colored resin.

from above 6, 2022, mixed media on paper (paper cut outs and embroidery with light blue thread).


a painting by esphyr slobodkina who my sister knows from her book caps for sale. (abstraction with red circle, 1938). 



preston singletary (born 1963), tlingit, raven steals the sun, 2017, blown and sand-carved glass.



back at the house . . after dinner . . waiting for a dessert of leftover pie and mazzicoto's rainbow cookies and a game of may i.



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monday . . 

a day at the lake . . (while greg worked from the house). we drove home around 6:30 pm after having a quick dinner (pizza and more cookies). we were glad it was a quick and smooth drive . . no traffic.