Author Archives: Art for Housewives
A bright sun shiny day
via veneto, roma It’s been a long time since I’ve driven a car. I prefer walking or taking the tram. Or having my Mr. Big chauffeur me around on his mega scooter. I can hold on tight as he zig … Continue reading
Songs and scented sighs
Parisian Perfumes 1988 Amarcord*: One summer evening while walking on Amorgos, my nose was unexpectedly bombarded by the smell of honeysuckle and, zap, suddenly I was in San Antonio, Texas where I grew up. My childhood neighborhood was full … Continue reading
Living like a pincushion
Pincushion at my studio Years ago, on a visit to my mom, I was full of back pain (probably a result of the crammed seating on the plane). My mom insisted that I go to Dr. Dung, her acupuncturist of … Continue reading
Anthuriums on the wall
Wallflowers Like a wallflower, sometimes we cling and only passively participate. We observe without being seen until the stillness is so loud it’s deafening. But I don’t want to be a still-life—I want to be a motion picture. 2015…year of … Continue reading
Daddy’s dog
Daddy’s dog My dad and I didn’t spend much time together when I was a little girl. One Christmas he showed up with a box full of gifts maybe as a way to compensate for those long absences. Inside that … Continue reading



