I really believe that all mom’s try their very best but it is such a tough, all-consuming, unselfish and demanding job that it can occasionally – or permanently – overwhelm even the strongest amongst us. Some would argue Mother’s Day is a ‘Hallmark holiday’ but who really cares? If it reminds us to take a few minutes out of our increasingly self-absorbed lives to reach out to a woman (or man) who gave you unlimited love, unstinting encouragement and ever-constant support to make you the person you are today then it can’t be all bad. To all the mom’s I know – whether biological, adoptive, step, or foster – thank you and here’s wishing you a day full of laughter and love this Mother’s Day!
Mother’s Day is Sunday, May 13th. You could wait until May 12th to get your mom a gift, or you could take inspiration from 2018’s ‘color of the year’ and get your mom something uniquely lavender before her big day. You and I both know what your mom really wants is a few minutes of your time, hearing about your life and maybe sneaking in a hug or three if she’s lucky! That said, it never hurts to ensure you remain her favorite by gifting her a little something something that say’s ‘thanks’.
I’ve been working without a day off for a few weeks now, preparing for “Who Am I,” a community writing and art show featuring the works of 42 participants ranging in age from 6 to 90. Between packing up the old show, matting and framing the new, and preparing the show materials I haven’t had time for much of anything except a few stolen moments wasted on the web, looking for my next adventure. Here are a few items that held my attention long enough for me to want to experience each in person…
It’s the day before we spring forward and walk around like zombies for a day or two before our rhythms circle back into place. It’s also the first Saturday in a while that I can ease into the weekend with a few cups of coffee and some serious web surfing. Here are some of the things I stumbled upon that held my interest for longer than a passing glance…
Charlie Sheen and Lenny Dykstra had a toxic bromance and it makes for a riveting read
It’s no coincidence that we celebrate Valentine’s Day andNational Condom Day on February 14th. If you are looking for love use a condom when you love so you can continue to love for a very long time. If you plan on staying home to spend time with those you already love have a wonderful day celebrating why you love each other. And remember…no matter how you love, or whom you love, or if anyone else understands your love…today of all days, love the one you’re with.
It is almost Valentine’s Day and I am being inundated with overpriced roses, candy-colored plush animals, and a multitude of heart-shaped sugars. I’ve never been a ‘show me you love me with a present’ kind of person but I absolutely unashamedly LOVE to give tokens of my affection all year long. How about you? Not sure what to give that certain someone in your life? Here are a few ideas if you are looking for a way to say ‘I love you’ on February 14th (or any other day of the year).
I have been a fan of football, and thePhiladelphia Eagles, for a very long time. Growing up, I never wanted to be a cheerleader but to this day I dream of being out on that field, protecting my quarterback as he throws one deep into the end zone for the winning touchdown. I did play vicariously through my sons, both of whom started in pee-wee leagues and finished at college as O-line hogs. And yes, for them I was definitely a cheerleader (often to their embarrassment).
As for the Eagles, the team has had a true Cinderella year. When the pundits wrote them off after Carson Wentz’s season-ending injury the team kept playing like the first-class athletes they are and never missed a beat. They truly are the personification of ‘there is no I in team’. As I write, they are 6 days away from suiting up against the Patriots to play for the Vince Lombardi Trophy. and while they prepare in Minneapolis I am busy preparing too. Normally, I am all about the traditional wings/nachos/chips & dips/beer refreshments but this year I am all about the Philly Spread (and I don’t mean offense).
What about you? Will you attend a Super Bowl party or watch from your couch? Are you pulling for another Tom Brady miracle win or, like me, rooting for the underdogs and a game for the ages? Here’s hoping I’ll be singing Fly Eagles Fly next Sunday night. E. A. G. L. E. S. Eagles!
I was excited to attend last Thursday’s reception for ‘Famous (and not-so-famous):Polaroids by Andy Warhol’ at Vanderbilt’s Fine Arts Gallery. Ever since I learned of the show’s opening I’ve been doing a deep dive into all things Andy. I had forgotten how much Warhol’s work influenced my own art or my fascination with him as the penultimate commercial artist. From his days as an illustratorin the 1950’s toThe Factory in the 60’s through to the late 80’s when he was arguably the King of Pop (Art) Warhol was always there before everyone else knew there was a ‘there’ to be.
My earliest memories of Warhol stem from his odd physical appearance; that thatch of white blonde hair and the paler-than-white skin demanded my attention. He looked weird and shy and just a little unhinged, and yet he exuded an intelligence and sly wit that drew me (and countless others) in and left me eager for more. His use of repetition in his silkscreens and Polaroids shaped my own fascination and use of nine’s in my own work. I also share his obsession with all things Hollywood and celebrity. I’d even go so far as to argue there would be no Kardashian Kulture without Andy and his Superstars paving the way first.
Warhol was a gifted artist and brilliant visionary who even in death remains way ahead of his time. Did you know:
He coined the term (in conversation with ) ’15 minutes of fame’
The ‘Famous (not Famous)…’ show left me wanting more. More Polaroids, more silkscreens, more stories…more Andy. I’ve got a trip to Pittsburgh planned for the spring to deliver some upholstered furniture toStephanie Tripier Designfor revamping, and will make time to visit TheWarhol Museum to see more of Andy’s works. Maybe I’ll even have Stephanie cover a chair in Campbell’s Soup Cansor multiple Marilyn’s as my own sly homage to Andy: a wink to his art I hope he would approve of.